Emptiness Is A Vessel Of Nothingness Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

In the middle of nowhere
Out of nowhere
Standing erect
As far as the naked eye can see
The vastness of the substance of emptiness
Envelopes the crevices of life
Not out of rage
It's made up of perfection
Not the kind of perfection that we dream about
But the art of perfection perfected
From the sand dunes of the Sahara
To the utmost corners of the universe
Emptiness is a curtain
Sprawling over gigantic swathes of land
Holding nothing but Silence
You cannot see it with your own eyes
But the hands of emptiness are all around you
Not to trespass on your self-made body of wealth
But to permeate your body, mind and soul
Through the open channels of the spirit
Into the deepest parts of your being
Emptiness is a cloudless sky
That hovers over our lives
Waiting for the moment
When we can undress ourselves
Of all the ego and expectations
And be free
To walk alone
Into the ocean of nothingness
Possessed by nothing but Love
Emptiness is a vessel
That holds our true identity

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