Hotep,
How could I live without her? She gauges my frustrations, and then channels
them through a literary craftsmanship that ignites the flame of a Mann’s
passion. Giving him more than what he
can see, but offering him everything that he feels.
The first time I encountered Imani, I had no idea she would
be essential to my existence. I wanted
to get closer to her, but I wouldn’t dare try to use her. There was something that made her so
different from all of the rest. Even a
man like me could see her presence was much more significant than the
occasional conquest.
Lust, infidelity and deception were my acquaintances and
they did a fairly good job of convincing me of who and what a Mann needs in his
life. Their mere existence granted my
distorted perception that “seeing is believing.” So Imani remained a familiar
mystery to a man of the world, but this Mann has grown wiser and that man is no
more.
Imani is the drive behind this Mann’s achievements. She is a force of unending generosity that
requires a Mann’s spirited and original efforts to free him of any form of
bondage. Imani waters the seed of a Mann’s
creativity. She is the bridge linking
inspiration to fruition. Ideas may come
and ideas may go, but Imani makes every thought a small gift worthy of being
shared as a momentous treasure.
How could I live without her? She gauges my frustrations, and then channels
them through a literary craftsmanship that ignites the flame of a Mann’s
passion. Giving him more than what he
can see, but offering him everything that he feels.
How could a Mann know love without Imani? She is the fruit without a season. Love knows no season. It just happens when it
happens. When Imani is present, love is
never misleading. She’s direct and to
the point. She offers much, but asks for
so little. To truly love, you have to
know Imani.
It’s comforting to know that my blindfold didn’t keep Imani
from seeing the real me. The path that
lies before me will be a journey of newfound experiences that refines the best
of men. Obstacles of discouragement and
indifferences may weigh heavy, but having Imani will surely lighten the load of
the world’s disparagement toward my future achievements.
Imani is Swahili for “faith.” Without faith; life would be
hollow. Aspirations would be
nonexistence. Imani has always been here
and for that reason I will never leave her.
Imani breeds high expectations.
Who is she? She’s the love of my life.
Without her, seeing would be believing.
Ya heard?
Eternally Yours,
MannofStat
Copyright © 2012 by Leroy Elwood Mann
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