performance

there is a moment, a hallowed moment, when a stillness follows your speech and your eyes raise towards the crowd to indicate the close and their eyes meet yours to indicate understanding. here lives a pause, a perfect silent pause (save breathing and heartbeats,) wherein you and they are all that is and stand in awe of each other. the fleeting moment in time is in itself a deeply moving show of mutual gratitude is broken by an abrupt uproar of applause. this moment is sustenance for the soul, it is balm to a open wound, it is an embrace for those feelings that are long-gone, lonely, fearful of exposure. i want to live in this moment.

Jamilah Malika