Emptiness........
Silence.........
timeless.......
boundless........
that connects all
that is the basis of all
field of all play
all creation arising in it
merging into it
where all is ever moving
being born
transforming
dissolving
all is perfect
imperfection is but a perception
I want to hold emptiness in me, but I find that it is emptiness which holds me.
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ReplyDeleteIt is in reaching for the first that the realization of the second unfolds...it will be wonderful to have your inspired poem posted here, Bapu