The Fabric Of Knowledge Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

I used to thirst for knowledge
Totally consumed by the act of opening new chapters
Attracted by the volumes of books yet to be opened
I was not selective in my consumption of knowledge
I ate all kinds of information and misinformation
I was bloated with all kinds of gibberish
From fiction to nonfiction
I was never satisfied
Until I found Silence (Spirituality)
Now Silence is the fountain of awareness
It's not the many volumes of books that need my attention anymore
It's the state of being that needs to be defined and refined
Until one is totally enveloped in Silence (Love)
In Silence you are born again
A new species of human beings emerge from the womb of nothingness
A new breed of mankind is moulded from the emptiness of the heart
In Silence, ego is totally shredded
Listening is sharpened
And the sounds of eternity are clearly heard
In Silence, a new kind of knowledge is illuminated from the vastness of nothingness
It's neither madness nor academic excellence
It's the centrepiece of existence
It's awareness (spiritual)
The fabric of knowledge is awareness

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