The Sacred Knowledge

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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I have come across so many pieces of knowledge Some are as dry as the dry river bed Not even birds can visit anymore Even twigs are well informed Carrying all the beautiful nutrients To feed the masses The sacred knowledge is brimming with life It's the kind of knowledge that does not die Passed from generation to generation The raindrop knows its way Not guided by any curriculum It comes carrying life In its fearlessness, it knows not pain Death is not a part of its path As it transverses the firmaments It has only one goal To satiate life and make its way back to the ocean It might take long but its mission is not impossible The sacred knowledge is found in every vessel of life It's not the sweetness that defines it It's the boldness of its message That invigorates life Nourishing the spirit The sacred knowledge is gathered from the realm of emptiness Not as a way of achieving excellence But as a sacrifice inside the bowl of existence The sacred knowledge illuminates the presence of God Even among non-believers It shatters the pedestal of ego Allowing them to drink from the river of life ©

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