Poetry Of The Heart Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

My heart is a well
Forgive me for the swell of poetry
It's the swollen lakes of my heart
That pours out rivers of poems
Not to flood your reality
But to nourish the spirit
I am forever under the spell
Love is my madness
And I am addicted
To the heart of man (woman)
I am a spirit poet
Swallowed whole
By the ocean of Love
I am a swollen vessel
That pours out sorrow
Into the street of life
Not to bring distress
But to shine the beacon of hope
On those wounds that are neglected
I am not an academician
To write to great journals
I can only write to your heart
Where the open door of the spirit
Knows my footsteps
I am totally indebted to you
For being my mirror
To see through my pain
To hold my tears
But yet again to feel my joy
As I walk naked inside the realm of the spirit
Totally free from the many identities
Or attachments
That define mankind
I am a Love poem
That keeps unfolding
Be in Love
For it to flow through you
Be the Love
For it to flow into you

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