She Dances

It started with Nofikile
Right there in the hills of Engcobo
She was known for her enchanting rythmic bouncing
Tat'umfundisi* would feel the spirit burning his lungs
As Songezo's wife swayed and turned
Feeling her snayimesi* like a lovelorn ijoyini*

She would bob her head with her left foot suspended mid-air
There would all be mesmerized
"sis'Fiks can move" they would say

You see at the time Fiks did not know
Neither did Songezo son of Mazombo
That she was carrying a girl later named Andiswa

Andiswa has always moved
Through the night vigils in her mother's womb with her snaymesi*
She had swayed and moved with the rythm of stomping feet
The yululating voices and the melody of the methodists songs

She still moves
To the vynls of the dj's working
Her hips seem to be linked to his scratching
She moves as if anticipating his next turn
Her music, like the autum wind on a laundry line
In synch with her body flows effortlessly

She moves like a butterfly souring and surveying the sunshine
She flows like a stream after fresh spring rain