My dear Friends and Fellow Explorers,
See me here...the sea-water is deep-deep blue, the sky is a light-hue, and gentle warm-ness sliding all over me skin as I float, I peep open me eyes, and sun and water make rainbows on me eyelashes.
Birds wheelin' and callin' far above and they music and the song of the lapping of the waves mingle with the soft reggae on the beach.
Under a tree, fish frying in a pan, steaming in another, johnny-cakes frying, and bammy...thick round cassava bread...steaming. Me belly cuss me, grumbling to me that she hungry.
Ahhh, me dear Friends and Fellow Explorers...
...here me is, in me room, not gone nowhere.
I don't feel sad though cos I been everywhere, me mind carrying me anywhere I want to go, free, exploring the world through music again.
The music was the rain, I feel like a drought done and now ideas drop from me like water from the source, first in trickles then they gather and flow into the stream, to the river, to the sea of me.
And above me, inside o' me, is a bird in the blue in warm sunshine, wheelin' and callin'.
Stay well and feel free, dear Friends and Fellow Explorers,
Plenty lurve, neena xx.
P.S. Look two post-cards from another time and place when I been exploring. Hope you like.
