Our Flame ~ Poem for Leah

I miss Leah. She left this earth last month and transitioned to a higher power. I still feel her though and I wrote a poem to continue the dialogue of our souls.  The first poem she shared on World Pulse still affects me - and when I picked up my pen to write to her, I could only respond to the impact of its echo for me and our friendship that defied all borders:  

"I am here to change what I can change

For be I weak, didn't I twist that branch? 

I am here to deliver the message to the world 

I will be its messenger though be I slow.

I am here to speak and to speak for myself

For be I quiet no one speaks for me.." 

~ Leah Auma Okeyo, 2008

Our Flame ~ Poem for Leah

The branch snapped

The rumble of your buried cry

Crashed through

Meeting the new song of a weary world army

Born from a dream seeded in me

Your voice

Became its conductor

Your flame 

The truth that lit my knowing 

That it was destiny

To know you

To merge hope

Humility and vision

Into a new blazing poem

That corroded the corrupt

Burrowed new tunnels to freedom

That healed many

And from dusk to dawn

United our flame forever.

Love you Leah, your Amazon sister and eternal flame.

Jensine, July 2021

[Photo: Leah and Jensine pictured smiling wrapping arms around each other next to the ocean in Mexico]