Amethyst and Peridot

Open my hut Open the door Open the bar Open your destiny Lay down your head Lay down quietly Look for your forefathers Look, seek you shall find Though I strangled you in the dead of the night Though I did not let you breath I have chosen to let you go I have chosen to give you your freedom celebration Nine times you shall go round Nine times you shall break their yolk Nine times you shall look to the hill Nine times you shall open the door What door my child? What hope my child? What love my child? What next my child? Beautiful beginnings I hold Beautiful plentiful seeds Beautiful land to sow Beautiful yields my dear I know your story I know your land I know your story I know your end Get the waters of the lake Get the coffee from the land Get the seeds Get them all as a covering Where it is green Where you hold your pot Where you only...

    Plants are like children          A plant is like a child                Cut flowers are like teenagers

She was not heady She was not rich She was just right Like a bright summer day Like my nose smelling red roses She was just right I called her my slice of cake I spent afternoons having tea with her Enjoying my slice of cake She was just right ~ From: All I see Is love               by              Trony

As I think on what ails your mind As I try to give meaning  to your demise I am comforted that the information is out there Though the one who orchestrated your history is simply a genius, This I know- your tale lives on dearest Africa. - Africa Tell your Tale by Trony

I  want to remind you of  the power within you. The power you often forget you have. The power to tell your story. I looked at you this morning. I saw greatness in your meekness. You were right you do matter much. Only you can write your story. I want to be apart of your journey. To teach you. To feed you. To grow you. I may seem far. Yet know I am near. I give you  a hope for tomorrow. This is your chance to shine. Your chance to be. Your chance to progress. You have my permission, ran free. I am out where nature calls out. Tell your story. Sway with the trees. You have my permission to be. ~ love, Trony*

Good things take time. Better things take time. The best things take time. Time is a constant. Time is a constant. Time is a constant.

 Lake Victoria |Trony Ingati. When you sit to pen down what you see how will you say it? My version of life is this... Life wakes up Life sleeps Life says good morning Life says good afternoon Life says good night When you wake up to pen new testaments When you sleep in the quiet of the night When you say good morning When you say good afternoon When you say good night See I realized something See I r e alized pain See I realized joy See I realized life goes on Life gives you new chances Life says so below so above Life says so above so below Life hopes Life loves Life lives -Trony