Sometimes the day molds me
Into features I do not recognise
A new day when at first glance
The morning has not touched me
And neither have I had a chance
To sculpt it with anxious hands
When loving you is so effortless
Not one of my secrets is original
I set loose a hundred possessions
And stand innocent in Nothing land
Nothing land she has everything
She knows well of eternal youth.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Originally posted 22 March 2014
NOMZI KUMALO 
Nomzi!
Thanks for introducing me to Nothing land.
Good one.
I wish to be there, if you are going there could you buy a TICKET to me, I shall pay for that during the journey.
Shiva
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Shiva you are most welcome. Nothingland is free for all who care to be still long enough to hear peace from within. Thank you for visiting.
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How beautiful Nomzi!
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Oh hello there, good to see you here. Thank you for visiting and leaving behind sweet words. Have a good night. 🙂
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The last stanza is lovely Nomzi…especially the first two lines.
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Jana, that is a lovely name. I am grateful for your appreciation. Are you good?
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Love it! ❤
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Thanks Lisa. Are you good?
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Yes love, I’m good :). How are you doing?
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Wonderful. I am good too; grateful for the love that I am surrounded by and also thankful that I know what is important. I wish you a pleasant evening Lisa and thank you once again for your words of encouragement. 🙂
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Lovely!!!! So well written ❤
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Thank you Heather and it is good to see you here again. Are you well?
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Thanks, Nomzi, yes…just trying to get through the winter 😉 Hibernating mostly lol! I am glad I made it on to read your poem today. It really fits my whole scheme lately 🙂
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Indeed me too. I would have loved to hibernate well but I have done my best 😀 I am also glad and encouraged that you did visit and that the poem fits you. I wish you a pleasant evening. 🙂
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I read this after my morning meditation — it added to the clarity that I need for this day.
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That is good news indeed and I am glad about that. Thank you for sharing that Robin. I wish you a good afternoon.
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the bathroom mirror sees our every mood!! Lovely poem, Nomzi.
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Indeed 😀 By the time I brush my teeth at night, I can see what kind of day I have had. Somehow the mirror becomes less significant. Perhaps it is a season. Good to hear from you Paula and thank you. Have a good afternoon. 🙂
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Beautiful poetry.
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Thank you Nicodemas. I trust that you are well and that you had a good weekend. 🙂
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Yes we are well! Peace and be blessed each day!
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Fabulous. Thanks and you too Nicodemas. 🙂
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