Words by Peter Waithaka
Photo by Sammy Iregi
Imagine living in a world of silence
With a choice to speak but you choose not to.
Sitting in your chair is what you are required to do.
At first I am confused, on what I need to do;
I find my place of choice, under a tree and beside a quite river.
In front of me is this big rock
which enables me not to see anything ahead of it.
There are bushes around me and you can see some birds walking and singing around.
The bees are busy humming around me while the flies are annoying me
with their lovely different songs, which I can’t understand.
At times I think there is no silence
only to realize the silence of my dear ones.
You give me peace, but this time you are killing my freedom of sharing .
Tomorrow saunter will end and I will share this with my friends
and I will tell them how I appreciate and love them when they are around me.