Poem: The Divine Nature
Intoxicated by hope
I have entered the realm of Light
Not to be confused with the house of saints
I am far from being a saint
I am just starting my journey as a seeker and dreamer
I don’t believe in any form of consecrations
Because the divine nature is not an act
It takes not courage but hope to exit the perimeter of logic
I am only attracted by the intoxicating substance of Love
It takes Love to enter the realm of Nothingness
I am following the trail of Silence
Into the deepest part of my being
I am drunk with the call of the unknown
I am now a cocoon of hope
There is no distraction on this path
For me to forsake my madness
I am totally submerged in the ecstasy of Love
Everything I do, I do it for Love
Every dream I make
It is a dream of Love
I am a poem of Love
Scribbled on the hands of time
I am looking for my beloved
Inside the palm of my being
Totally naked, I have let my spirit roam free
Inside the corridors of life
Not to display the contents of my madness
But to illuminate the monument of peace
That exist inside our hearts
Silence is the womb of existence
And the overflowing river of life
In Silence, I am rejuvenated
And refurbished
My spirit is polished
And displayed inside the cubicle of life
It is in my divine nature
To swallow the substance of hope
To occupy the summit of Love
©Kenneth Maswabi
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