empty vessel
containing no thing
no thought no memories
vast new landscape
blank canvas
smell of freshness
newly stretched
onto the frame
the lived dream
of meditators
the perception of
newborns
Tag: mind
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Quiz’
what is there
blank stare
what is there
looking out the eyes
what is there
too many lies
who is there
to save us from ourselves
who is there
to dodge the crowd
who is there
to figure it all out
where is there
peace in the world
where is there
beauty without art
where is there
joy in the heart
when is there
moment of calm
when is there
the best time
when is there
no more crime
why is there
so many questions
why is there
in and out breath
why is there
birth and death
MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Oh! my’
meditating on the I
where is it, oh! my
comfy cushion
cross legged pose
contemplating
on words those
inside the body
hiding obscurely
amongst others
anchored surely
fleeting moment
this big mystery
as life becomes
history
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘ Only Change’
trading time for money
energy limited resource
house built on debt
family of ghosts
hamster in a wheel
the endless run
wiped out all the
left over wits
river within its banks
carving the rocks
running its course
without fail
life like a river
seeping away
from us all
sooner than later
shaping us by the flow
nothing stays the same
only change remains
for eternity
