The Serenity of Emptiness
Like the circle of zero
The ecstasy of having nothing
Surrounds me
Permeates me
Overwhelms me
I see no needs
For all I had
Struggled to have
Against my wishes
To façade of being
Defined by her, by him
And them
Some even I don’t know
As all the possessions vanished
Like the winter breath
I saw no needs
In preoccupation
With collection of accolades
Accumulation of prizes
Of positions
Or domination
But in the dissolution
Of myself
In the serenity of emptiness
((*.*))
October 4, 1999 |