On a taxi from Polokwane to Gauteng.
It was the perfect place for my pain.
And the worst place for me.
Though I had felt entitled to it
I had never paid my pain attention
I had never thought to hear its story
I had never cared
To learn of its origin and depth
Then there I was
Restrained in a moving vehicle for hours
With strangers who seemed to be unaware
That right there in the far left backseat of the taxi
My entire world was falling apart
Quietly
Steadily
Certainly
Fragment by fragile fragment
I was confronted by the truths
From which I had been running
All my life
Until I stepped into that taxi
On the Monday morning when my life changed
Quietly
Steadily
Certainly
Fragment by fragile fragment
By grace
Through faith.
– Lele M
Lele Muthali 