Senegal: a Love Story
This is a poem I wrote upon my return from spending half of the 2016–17 school year in Senegal.
I loved the warm night breeze of you
your call into the night while I walked to the boutique
your cool water cleaning off sweat as I showered under the stars
your warm eyes as I greeted you every morning
Asked how you slept
how your family is doing
your rattling and dust seeped into my bones as I saw more of you
it felt as thought I might never leave you
And when it came time to say goodbye
my heart went into shock
When I realized that I was no longer in a place
Where your goats roam the street along side me
Where you invited me to lunch before you knew me
Where you taught me that language is love and that talking to you I would find my voice
Where you showed me who I am time and time again and I walked with you knowing who I wanted to be
Where you told me the story of you
Of how you grew up with different problems than I did
On the other side of the ocean of culture and language and religion and history
You stood welcoming me with warm food and a big laugh, an appreciation to whatever phrase of your language I would try to borrow
No prying questions but when I spoke to you
We tore down the bricks
One
By
One
Of the walls we thought separated our worlds
Of course someday I will return to your
crunchy rice
and drinking hot tea with you while cool ocean breezes touch all
no discrimination in what you gave me
Even though you were constantly reminding me I was different
With your voice
Your eyes
Your open hands asking for “cadeau”
How I have loved you made me proud of who you taught me to be
How you loved me made me feel whole, a human who has created a journey for herself and in doing so discovered love
Of constant sweating
Of sitting around laying on the mattress looking up at the sky
Of learning to count while you taught me how to listen
Of learning to cook while you taught me how to laugh with no inhibition
Leaving self consciousness behind on the side of the road baking in the sun
I felt free with you
And I felt myself
I think you will always exist in my heart and no matter how many times I return it will never be the same
You were my first love
Growing and feeling love for myself while I felt love for you
how I grew to be myself