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thevillagepoet · 1 year
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Upon every 15th where yearly ash is rested upon where still dew once defiantly stood, is a flickering shutter of aura of what was and yet still is.
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An infectiously transient thought, neither bound nor seemingly noted, though its depth something; to have been spoken. Between likeness forged, from those that hail from the flight towards that hallowed summit.
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Along that all too familar unsaddled path, towards the berth in both one and numbered places. The basis of claims of clans and creeds, suns and the fruits of each harvest's seed.
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Woven intricately around the stars though still inevitably within reach. Is a song; that flows like freshly freed reins eager to be felt, by the gaze of those utterly swept.
Do you dare remain while your spirit yearns that gift, of flight amongst the clouds with your feet still firm upon rocks that tower over the endless rippling hills cast Ablue.
From distant shores, to rising altitudes let this still ring true... Let that spirit move you
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hashtagliveza · 4 years
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Emerge || Reborn greater than the greatest hope 🍯
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The angst of the earnest remains the dutiful labor of the faithful.
The native prilgram akin to the San and Khoi, cast from the light and her shade.
The village gifted her most favoured sons and daughters redressed as commoners simply to recapture the Regal essence.
The sensations of moments flickering, the euphoric haze of days long past in sands kept enveloped in glass yet in our minds mere seconds or hours at most.
Greater than hope, tangible movements with a pulse as familiar as the scent of near lost faces, reimagined as places.
A poem remade a home for HEiR. Always and forever 🥀
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hashtagliveza · 4 years
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Mohau ua kolobe || An African Saint eve 🎭
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As the 6000 year old tradition draws closer, ushering in the celebration of life, that which precedes and ultimately retrieves it.
The festivities customarily yield to the theme of spirits, skeletons, wickens, bats and darkened cats.
This faithful tribute to the departed remains a celebration of life and legacy. Where upon sparks of smoke branch off into offerings consummated with song and praise.
Be warned as not all will be treats as with any feast, that which is bequeathed to the undead commands the toil of the trick.
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hashtagliveza · 4 years
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A rocky path forged with heart will always lead to history in the making, relapsing Pioneers off unto the righteous hunt again 🇱🇸
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Imagery courtesy of @intsikelelo_yomzi & @lesothoarchives (IG)
Open your eyes my dear, the village pilgrim of the north that rose from the port remains within the air.
The people emboldened by the promise of the sweetest nectar gifted to those faithful to earnest labor. The rebirth of the old in tune with the foretold.
The finest lillies propped atop for none else but the heir of the most delicate hand.
Return to us, for the feast of the victorious blooms in anticipation for only the true, for only you.
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hashtagliveza · 4 years
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7h49 pm | the burnt amber sky of a Kingdom unwilling to relinquish her sun
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Views of the Kingdom of the Sky >>> Maseru Lesotho Africa
The leaves arching out toward the sun's pale yet glowing reflection is a presence akin to stars in flight.
The ambered sky cascading across naval darkening hues of blue. The cool gushing white scattered crystals begotten of those three sisters.
The illuminated grains of sight against a blanket of enveloped light. A haven from which the shade is both shifted and parted.
Markers forging paths across seemingly unventured plains. The rein of adventure too polarizing for the naked light of day.
The plight of extroverted explorers fixated upon the distant snare of brass horns, monochrome keys and the thunderous hum of a drummer's bass.
A sacred place apty known for the first deplictions of art tucked away upon various adaptions of a page, the walls & exteriors of ancient caves.
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hashtagliveza · 4 years
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Iconic influences bend the constructs of time and space 🎬🌪️
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Imagery courtesy of @tupacshakurk (IG)
In just 1 year shy of a quarter century, the distribution of marketable ideas has shifted the traditional business practice of institutions as old as nation states.
Looking back today, the iconic status of 2pac Shakur is further cemented in faith and cross generational youth seeking self actualization. The creative journey that gave birth to Don Killuminati: The 7 day Theory remains a potently timeless body of work that spoke directly to the oppressive systems that continue to plague people of color. The nuanced biblical references and candid commentary of the experiences of the working class reverberated across the globe, even after his untimely demise with no physical marketing or brand ambassadorship possible. This among other timeless works of art produced since bare testament to the power of expression. The artist immortalized by carefully harvested seeds of reflection, ploughed over generational years of social pentice.
Legends as such remain the studius crop of an invested community. Happy 24th and may the rain be honored with the bountiful in beauty and grace.
Mosotho come with me 🇱🇸 || Bacha Shutdown ¦ Sefikeng Sa Moshoeshoe ¦ Be Heard & be of the accountable, the future awaits Ha e Lale 📲
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