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Kenneth Maswabi

In my dream

Life throws things at me

Sometimes it's a ping pong ball

Floating in and out of consciousness

The game is not real, but the dream is a big deal

Sometimes I am a flower inside the heart of Man

And my petals are black and white

All the colours drained

Like a desert longing for rain

I long for the colorful life

The feelings of attachment, identities and achievements permeate my thoughts

But the dream keeps me away from that reality

Into the dimensionless realm of nothingness

Here I am a nest awaiting the arrival of my tenants

I have neither knowledge nor understanding

Just a template of life

In my dream, I am a tabernacle of Being

Far away from this physical world

Yet present inside everyone of you

Locked away inside the mystery

Hidden from sight

Alone in the aloneness

I yearn for all of you

To be here with me

But it's close to impossible

For you to hear me

 

It's my prayer, to be with you

To get to know you

To embrace your world

But the veil of mystery separates us for now

I wonder if the time will come for me to wake up

And be with you

Or for you to finally answer my prayer

And come inside the substance of being

It is my dream for you to know your true self

©Kenneth Maswabi


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