Investec Cape Town Art Fair 2022
These vast valleys of gold
Sparsely dusted
Pockets of green unfold
Silvery leaves and blues of the sky
Along sandy earth
Reds and yellows opening to time,
So soft and so hard
Rocks become mirrors of sweet velvety plants
Perfectly fallen
Not a grain out of proportion,
This natural mystery
Without human inconsistency
Calls me to a place and a way
Intrinsically.
-Abdus Salaam