Dear stranger,
It is a strange thing – to write a letter to someone you don’t know. What will you be interested in reading? All I know about you is that you are a refugee – and that is the very least of who you are.
Here is something I wrote for you. It might not make much sense. Don’t worry about that.
In the temple of my body is a darkness
Shadow is a bird passing under your feet on the earth
as it flies between you and the sun
in the temple of my body is a darkness
where potential is stored away like dust
ready to bloom in shafts of light
knowing light will come
Shadow is a womb I sleep inside
my mother is there and all my family, all my friends
pressing their kisses to my eyes
I hope you get through this difficult time in your life and that you have a future of opportunity, love, security and comfort ahead of you.
Love, Andrea Mbarushimana, Artist and Community Connector, Coventry
and in my voice most welcome shall you be. 