Postlude (Afterword)

Kutenda

As we arrived at our inevitable destination

We found that the umbilical cord that tied us to the place

That we knew as home was not buried in the soils we left behind

But it was rather our boundless spirit that gave us the strength to overcome

And what was originally conceived as A Travel Guide For The Broken

Would turn out in fact to be a testament of the unbreakable

Because no matter where on the planet we find ourselves planted

We bear fruit even in strange climates

This is our nature

And as we part ways we are called to remember

That in every ending, lies a new beginning

So as is our custom

We give thanks upon arrival

For journey mercies

Ndatenda

Kutenda