The Curtain Of Nothingness Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The spirit poet is naked
Except for the curtain of nothingness
That wraps around his being
It's the openness of the heart
That stirs the spirit
To emerge from the burrows of eternity
And paint the colourful petals of existence
It's the presence of the truth
That lifts the vase of knowledge
Pouring wisdom into the mouth of life
It's the ocean of Love
That submerges the poet into waves of ecstasy

The spirit poet is empty
Except for the substance of nothingness
That holds the secrets to the whole of eternity
It's the silence within
That showers him with understanding
Unloading the contents of the unknown
Into the palm of his being
It's the fabric of consciousness
That weaves a branch of life
Into the tree of his existence
Pouring the breath of life
Into the fabric of his being
It's the cup of awareness
That fills him with hope
Unfastening the buttons to the secrets of life
Submerging him into the realm of Light

The spirit poet is free
Except for the fire of Love
That engulfs his being
Illuminating the substance of his soul

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