[Spoken Word: Zizipho Bam]
Surrender, to the feeling that calls with a tingle in your toes
Slips between your hair follicles and they too obey
Surrender, to the voice without a name but knows
You better than you know yourself

Draws you to its throne, you kneel
You soak in its glory and you soar
Surrender, to the kolours you were born with
A masterpiece of a tapestry stretched across the sky
That is how vast they said you could fly

You were born here
Eyes the kolour of water
The universe in your hands
A firefly for a heart
Feet as feisty and ready to take off
Go, this is the shade of grace we fear to embrace
You are only to fly here

To move swiftly but slay dragons and continue to rise
To the phoenix afraid of the sky
There has never been a better time to flaunt your new skin
There, the water cannot contain your light
It reflects your spirit and says
You belong only to yourself