The Rise Of Spirituality Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The Rise Of Spirituality



(The era of the soul)
In the wee hours of time
Before the advent of logic
Spirituality was well assembled
Inside the hearts of our ancient ancestors
It is not the lack of brains that led them to the path of Light
It was the window of time that was full of clarity
Mankind was way ahead of his time
As he unfolded the full scope of consciousness
And drank from the river of Love
He built a foundation based on Hope
He constructed a home fully clothed with Love
He was not entangled to the taste buds of materialism
He did not have to calculate the speed of light
Because he knew that the path of Light was his abode
He looked not to the stars for comfort
He looked not to the classroom of materialism for wealth
He was already fully clothed in comfort and wealth
For thousands of years, Mankind was satiated
His belly was full of spiritual wealth
His mind was occupied by tranquillity
His heart was a domain of the spirit
He was a spiritual being and planet earth was his sacred home

(The era of the body)
Then came the full machinery of religion
Well dressed with sin and judgement
The furious fist of condemnation displayed
Mankind retreated into the tent of fear
And the obedience of law became his focus
He was a prisoner of religion
Until the dark ages
When the demons of religious doctrine
Came full circle to torment the church
Mankind was desperate for a rescuer
Someone who can liberate him from the grasp of religion

(The era of the Mind)
Finally the light was seen from the classroom of science
Logic became the next obsession
With logic came industrialization
And individual material wealth became a norm
The birth of individualism was followed immediately by selfishness
Capitalism followed on the footsteps of democracy
Which had already flung open the doors of colonialism
It was the best of times
Exploitation and slavery were the main source of wealth
Racial discrimination was the face of hate
Fear was wielded on the street of life
World wars were fought
Human blood was spilled
Poverty and diseases were poured on the racial outcasts
Mankind is unashamedly killing his own
In the name of wealth and power
Planet earth is fully clothed with the blanket of climate change

(The rise of spirituality)
Now we are entering the final phase
Consciousness and spiritual awakening
Our hearts have been poked
The door to the spirit is opening
We are now fully aware
Of the futility of fear and material wealth
We are also fully aware of religious demagoguery
We are now ready for the garment of the spirit
Love is our only hope
As we embrace ourselves
We also embrace our planet earth
As we find our way home (path of Light)
We also find enlightenment in our unfolding consciousness
Our oneness is our beacon of hope
Together we are the fibre of existence
Awareness is our vision

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Tuesday, September 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness,fear,fearless,hope,hopelessness,life
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Kenneth Maswabi

Kenneth Maswabi

Maun, Botswana
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