In the Void

by | Oct 28, 2014 | Poetry | 0 comments

There is a deep clarity in the void.
A forgetfulness that only one who remembers can appreciate.
An organic balance that requires no effort.
A silent whisper penetrating horizons.

There is depth in the void.
A depth known only to those who are still.
Those who become questions,
An answer that seeks no ground.

A formless formidable cloud,
hanging purposeless in mid air.
The mystic knows no restriction
its their quest for the unknown.

There is beauty in the void.
An elegance with no projection.
No origin to point out,
No finite end to satisfy a thirsty traveler.

A sense of suspense,
A breath lingering to find its way to the surface.
Such profound silence,
harmony with no melody to negate.

There is a deep clarity in the void.
A forgetfulness that only one who remembers can appreciate.
A return, coming home…
returning just to realize you have never left.

— Musing in Zen – 18 May 2014.

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