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Waterfall

Like water passing between the two mountains

She fell down from Mother Nature, her mother’s prized possession 

She was redirected by a calm breeze 

Just in time to hit a rock 

As she began finding her own rhythm

She had a fire in her that created beautiful waves

And so she carried on and embraced all that surrounded her

Before she knew it, she found her place …her peace

In a river full of tiny pieces of rocks

She lay there, comfortably so 

She wasn’t aware that this river she rested in was moving 

It was not as fast as when the water came down and it wasn’t as loud as when the waves boiled up but it sure was going somewhere 

She looked back and saw how far she has come

She wondered what life would have been like if the breeze didn’t come…if the rocks weren’t in her way

Something about her longed for what she knew 

A part of her couldn’t rest just in case another storm hit

She sat there wondering what was to become of her life 

She reminisced so much about the past

That she didn’t realise that the river was not still

It was slow but it was surely on its own journey

One day she looked around and realised that she was not in the same place anymore

Her life was going on but she didn’t experience it 

She spent so much of her time longing for a place she called home

Just in the centre of the two rocky but beautiful mountains

Heartbroken, she held on to the tiny rock at the edge of the river 

It wasn’t enough to carry her

So, she once again fell down

Like the many times….she was not ready nor was she prepared

She took a deep breath and realised that the breeze was cold 

She so badly wanted to hold on but her heart was seeking warmth

She sat there, water….tears coming out of her eyes

At that very moment, she understood that the home she longed for existed within her heart

And so she went on and took life as it came

She stumbled upon rocks and found peace in knowing…it could have been worse

She then found herself in a small pond where, 

She tried fitting in but it wasn’t big enough for her journey

Kneeling down, she caressed the tiny stones on the ground, and for the first time they brought her peace

They radiated the light of the sun 

They kept her alight 

She knew that she will always carry pieces of what she used to be

But it was time for her to walk on the ground and taste the showers of the falls

To smell the beautiful scented leaves

To lie on the rocks and look up at the skies

For her present was peaceful 

Just like the sound of a river flowing

Jane Mpholo
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Jane Mpholo is an award-winning multidisciplinary artist, entrepreneur, and changemaker from Botshabelo, South Africa. As CEO of Jane Mpholo Pty Ltd, she is pioneering work in theatre, film, and site-specific performance art. The first recipient of the CCIA’s “Outstanding Actor in Theatre” award, she has performed, written, and produced for national and international stages. Honored with two honorary awards from Onalerona Productions NPC and the Southern Region Women in Media Awards, she is a mentor, producer, and advocate for inclusivity. Through bold storytelling, she sparks important conversations, shaping the performing arts landscape and inspiring change worldwide.

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