Poem: A beautiful Poetess
Once upon a time
In the land of poetry
A maiden was born
Not out of flesh and blood
It was the womb of being
Not exactly made of shards of matter
That conceived this beautiful being
Out of all her possessions
She chose none other than her emptiness
She was not known to have too many thoughts
Hers was a world of Silence
She was submerged in the substance of existence
Her voice muted by the stillness within
She was fond of listening
Listening to the canopy above
But she didn’t know the reason why
She was never able to learn
To sing as beautifully as the birds above
She did not lose hope
As her world was full of wonders
She stayed focused
On the substance within
She was not accustomed to sound
She was not expecting anyone
But one day, as she basked in Silence
She was awakened by a voice
Not that of birds above
But that of existence itself
It was not coming from anywhere outside her being
It was coming from within
It was the most remarkable voice
That held all wisdom
It was offering her something even more remarkable
It was offering her unconditional Love
It was the most beautiful of all her gifts
She was no longer full of emptiness
She was truly in Love with Love
©Kenneth Maswabi
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