Why Do I Yearn To Write Poems?

Like an undercurrent Slowly emerging out of the unconscious mind I am caught up in this mysterious swirl A yearning that is unexplainable dwells somewhere in my body, mind and soul There is no denying its existence It is as real as the breath of air in my lungs It gives me the light to open curtains of darkness And the footprints to store my insanity (& sanity) Why do I yearn to write poems? I think it's the sign that my soul is satiated It is inflated with knowledge, understanding and wisdom It just wants to brighten the outer world To make you smile with joy Or to jolt your memory and open hidden pathways to healing the broken heartedness Poetry is a form of my inner being That is stirred and rises to the surface It is the unknown breaking through the walls of life Tunneling a path into the known cosmic pie Poetry is an open sky of consciousness It brings gusts of painful moments And rips through the dry garment of our mental energies Giving us a moment of ecstasy Poetry is the story from the bottom of my heart Painted on the canvas of life Why do I yearn to write poems? It is because I yearn to be you and us To hold your hand and give you the sacred Light So that we can all be the fabric of the Spirit The Substance of Being is Unconditional Love ©Kenneth Maswabi