Why Should I Wait?

In old age, my eyes will be dilapidated My sight gobbled by the many years of toil Inside the darkness of the constructed reality I don't want to wait for the time I am retired When no one else is around my vision Because all of my sessions have exhausted my passion I don't want to wait for my voice to start crackling under pressure For my dreams to run out of fuel And my mind to develop an urgent sense of amnesia I want to drink from the river of life now When all my senses are still intact I want to submerge my body, mind and soul into the Silence within And listen to the everlasting tintinnabulation of my being It is not that I have plenty of time in my hands I just don't want to wait until I am old To hear the voice of stillness inside my spirit To understand the language of the soul I don't want to wait for the droplets of wisdom to trickle into my being I have access to the whole ocean of awareness now I will not allow ego or any algorithms of logic to build a wall Between my body, mind and soul I want to remove all barriers So that my spirit can roam free And my heart can be nourished with love I just want to hold the truth in my heart And be the illuminated light inside the tabernacle of being ©Kenneth Maswabi