Being A Spirit Poet Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Being A Spirit Poet



Let my mind hold the hand of silence
Then I will know the tranquillity of life

In my conversation with silence
I will let my silence be my words

In my intimacy with silence
I will let my nakedness be my language

In my union with silence
I will let my emptiness be the canvas

In my deepest moment with silence
I will let go of my existence

In my nothingness
I will truly hold the hand of Love

At this moment
Eternity will be my home

This is all I ask for
To be in Love
To be the Love

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Kenneth Maswabi

Kenneth Maswabi

Maun, Botswana
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