THERE IS NO
emptiness inside silence
Nor
is there any---in places where one fancies nothing is
There
is no such thing as nothing
My
every emptiness was replete with peace
As
if it had eaten away what had first been there---
Of
unbelief---of it having any content
And
it was now full up
With
all that I had believed for it to have
And
I saw---it was true--
Saw,
too, how slow I am to take true hold
Of
what I am given but miss out on---daily---
I
shame the star of day!
And
I saw the setting sun
Reflecting
on the horizon of the east
Blushing
in his daily dealings there
With
unbelieving earth---
Fallen---
In
her semi-orbed sinking once again
Into
that darkness she could only know
When
she was lost to him
Though
even for so short a time
Would
they never find in silence
Their
spirit won while they had no light
But
that it would peep up at daybreak
And
fill the universe
*
- From: Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
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