Kenneth Maswabi
When the Spirit rains
Ecstasy is an understatement
The mystery of the spiritual
realm is beyond our comprehension
The taste of the Spirit is
both madness and bliss
The illumination of our body,
mind and soul is the ultimate freedom
Enlightenment is not
knowledge, it is awareness
When the Spirit rains, I am
transformed into a lush wilderness
My body, mind and soul are
thrown into a hypnotic state of bliss
Encapsulated with a fullness
of life
My heart is a warm glow of
happiness
The substance of my being is
alive and pulsating
Like a flame, I am glowing
with the sacred Light
This is the reason I chase
after Silence
Silence is the Charm and the
Divine Manifestation
Like liquid happiness, life
becomes a glass of the best wine
But I am not intoxicated, I
am just blessed
Basking in the glory of the
Spirit
Nourishes the Soul,
empowering the Body and Mind
This is the sacred shower of
Living Water
But I cannot sustain this
moment for long
It is beyond our world
Like a season of plenty, it
passes as soon as it appeared
It is a glorious moment, a
blessed moment
My words cannot describe it
Only a poem can come close to
it, capturing some of its glory
When the Spirit rains, Spirit
Poetry is born
©Kenneth Maswabi
25-05-2023
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