Poem: The unknown is not a hideout
I have a little secret
It is not from anywhere special
Or from anyone I know
It is a dream I had
A fountain of beauty stays hidden
Inside my non-academic eye
I have to let go of my thoughts
And wander into the realm of the unknown
This is not a restricted area
It is a place of abundance
Not many people dare to come here
Only because you have to be “you”
And only the true “you” can be allowed inside
Many people are afraid of their nakedness
It is not that they are hiding scars or their broken heartedness
They are afraid of the unknown
It is the fear of the unknown
That separates you from your true self
You have to undress yourself of any fear
And be willing to drink from the river of love
Don’t hold onto any attachments
Just let go of your ugliness
The fermentation of your solid thoughts
Causes so much pain and sorrow
The degradation of your inner beauty
Causes the putrid smell of your emotions
There is no decay inside the real you
There is only beauty, happiness, peace, freedom and Love
The unknown is not a hideout
It is a place of refreshment and nourishment
It is a sanctuary for the spirit
A place of rest for the body, mind and soul
Now, it is your turn
To come inside the substance of consciousness
And be re-absorbed into your being
This is not a dream
©Kenneth Maswabi
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