Poem: The garden of poetry
In this garden
I am the soil
That holds the roots of hope
Anchoring the tree of life
Under the canopy of existence
It’s not the words that lay buried in me
It’s the message that emerges from the seed of life
That holds the path of Light
I am only a receptacle
That the farmer chose
To plant his seeds
It’s the farmer
In his wisdom
Bringing life to the womb of existence
I am only a path
In his journey of poetry
I am only a messenger
Delivering his letters to his people
The garden of poetry
In its diversity of colour and beauty
Holds the keys
To understanding each other
We may all come from different nationalities
But we are all flowers in the garden of poetry
Our different colours and scents
Bring a whole lot of meaning
To the canopy of existence
Let us unite under the banner of peace
And celebrate the renewal of hope
It’s only when we laugh together
And cry together
That the family of human beings
Will begin the journey home
Our home is not a place
It’s a realm of the spirit
©Kenneth Maswabi
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