The Recreation Of The Self Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The world stole so much from us
Our time was spent inside the well of turmoil
Our space is inhabited by the winds of uncertainty
Our minds are a place of undesirable desires (greed, selfishness)
Our homes are occupied by loneliness, poverty and stress
Our hearts are full of sorrow, pain and fear
It is time to go back to the house of our being
And re-establish ourselves on the fabric of existence
It is time to dig deeper than we have ever done before
And re-create the atmosphere of happiness
The recreation of the self has to take priority
As we re-organize our lives
May we not repeat the mistakes of the yesteryears
May we learn to submit ourselves to the spirit within
And listen to the voice of Silence
It is only by rejecting our busy lives and tight schedules
That we can be liberated to enter the tabernacle of being
It is only through the deliberate consumption of Silence
That we will see the realm of Light
The fabric of our lives needs to be submerged in nothingness
Let us stop chasing after the material world
It is the abundance of the spirit that manifests peace, hope and Love
It is the abundance of peace and hope that will give us clarity
And we will enter the realm of awareness
Our eyes will cease to deceive us
And our hearts will be the entrance to the most beautiful existence
It is now or never that we should re-define our existence
We should look each other in the eye
And re-commit ourselves to each other
We should unfold the folded veil of unconditional Love
And let it bind our hearts
Let us teach each other the ways of the spirit
Let us embrace the substance of our being
And let go of our wants, needs and desires (selfishness)
This is not foolishness
This is the recreation of the self

©Kenneth Maswabi