The Art Of Knowing Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Many people chose the path of knowledge
Not knowing that knowledge is a substance
Not to be consumed with narrow mindedness
But to absorbed with no strings attached
Now, many people are stuck in their bubble of knowledge
They have unloaded all their personalities into this tiny box
They have solidified their identities onto this thin branch of life
They have constructed a profile based on a drop of knowledge
Their career has followed a path of knowledge leading to the smallest puddle
And they are now drank with this small amount of knowing
Not aware of the vast ocean of awareness
They have built their name around this dwindling puddle
Expecting it to be a stream of knowledge
But it's just a small pond
It can only satisfy a few people
Now, we are all walking around with pieces of knowledge
And most of the time it is worthless and irrelevant
We keep it in our lockers, briefcases and mind
And pray for it to be needed, to be relevant
We have to go back to the path of knowledge
And understand the purpose of knowing
We have to drink from the ocean of awareness
Then we will fold our little pieces of knowledge
And place it on the shredder
Because we don't want to be limited
By the small drops of knowing
When there is a vast ocean of awareness
That awaits our presence
The art of knowing is not found in the book of knowledge
The art of knowing is actually found on the open sea of awareness
Don't be consumed by knowledge
Be consumed by the possibility of opening new channels of knowing
And follow your heart to the realm of the unknown

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