I am nothingA Story by Matome MasipaThe meaning of self reflection
Once in a dream I turned into a piece of Nothing.
Nothing to love, nothing to hate. Nothing beautiful, nothing ugly. I was perfect, I was not. I felt trapped in my darkness; Walking and flying through crowds of life unseen. Someone please help me. I cried to the smiling sun, Even today I wondered why. And the sun told me. The sky is for the birds and clouds, the unfaithful-ordinary ideology of a mystified mind; they will never go beyond it, no matter how hard they try- Because it is all they see. Don't let their limits be yours. For Beyond the sun is an infinite energy of Nothing. Now you know the limit was you all along. Because from Nothing comes Something, you have to decide what.... © 2018 Matome Masipa |
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1 Review Added on March 21, 2018 Last Updated on March 21, 2018 Tags: prose, inspiration, philosophy AuthorMatome MasipaPRETORIA, dendron, South AfricaAboutPen name MaddaMoriyah Eliyah, a writer of spiritual awareness of self development of philosophy in writings from poetry novels and theatre. I write with the wave of my life experiences and the voice w.. more..Writing
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