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