The Void


Black blue expanse

Without beginning, without end


Wisps of clouds arise

Move across and pass


Some clouds are my emotions

Some my relations


Some clouds are my esteem

Some my skills


Some clouds are my friends

Some my foes


Some clouds are my wealth

Some my clothes


Some clouds are my face

Some my work


Some clouds are my awards

Some my rewards


Some clouds are my health

Some my youth


The wisps of cloud are all the same

Some I try to grasp


The wisps of cloud are all the same

Some I try to avoid


The wisps of cloud are all the same

They have no form


The wisps of cloud are all the same

They have no permanence


The wisps of cloud are all the same

They arise and they pass


The wisps of cloud disappear

As I observe


Remains blue black expanse

Ah! Unending perfect bliss










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