A Small Piece Of Who I Am Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

In a nugget, we find our golden moment
And we place all our worth in jeopardy
This is the materialistic point of view
We displace our value or worth, placing it in our materialistic pursuits or temporal delusions and achievements
Transplanting it from one shining item to another
Transforming it from one moment to another
Momentarily finding satisfaction in these artificial dreams
We celebrate our new found wealth or achievements or attachments
Then we come to the realization that nothing can replace the spirit within
And we succumb to the powerlessness of our deflated egos
We then quickly abandon our newly minted definition of life
And start to look for new meanings and purposes of life
This is the illusion of materialism, it is a distortion of consciousness
Now, let me share a small piece of Who I am
I am neither crystallized by newly acquired experiences nor melted by the warmth and smooth fabric of materialism
I remain neither here nor there, a spirit human being totally adsorbed to the spirit realm
My worth is forever priceless
Untouched by life's miserable or joyous moments
I am like time, always passing through each moment, experiencing it and letting go
Regardless of the difficulties of the situation
Or the present uncertainties
I will always be present and absent at the same
I am a timeless piece of light
Inhabiting not the realm of time and space
My tears are just footprints of my soul
My smile is the only solid representation of my being
Don't give me a certain derogatory name or elevate me to a certain position of power because of the way I look or talk
I am priceless and worthless at the same time
An ancient relic and a jewel of mystery
My worth is not measured, it's felt
I am a Spirit Poet, I do not glitter like diamonds
But I am the illuminated path of the Spirit
©Kenneth Maswabi