For Sarafina

even backstage, chilling with her man or chatting with her crew, she is a star,

she is full of warmth and light

we orbit about her

she whose smile rises from her eyes and covers everything she sees

You have to watch her eyes to really know what’s going on, you see, while you’re watching her, she’s looking out through those glimmering stars,

she’s peeking out from behind her veil

but get this...the veil hides nothing.

It’s a spotlight in her hand

it’s a trailing stream of living colour

accenting, outlining,

mapping the contours

and if for a moment your eyes cannot see every thing

the mind will conjure

the scenery,

the desert wind

the cascading leaves of autumn

the pouring rain of winter

the glimmering diamonds of sunlight in spring

her eyes…

... so full of warmth and light

we orbit around her,

she whose smile rises from the very earth beneath her feet,

making every part of her glow

lighting up the room

illuminating all our happiness

You have to watch her eyes to really know what’s going on, you see, while you’re watching her, she’s looking out through those glimmering stars...