Old man sitting in my house,
Consciousness.
Guiding me to God,
Emptiness.
“Let go. Let go,” he said.
Hold on to just being,
Nothingness.
And now we share the same home,
Oneness.
emptiness
Rise to Emptiness
Fall to Nothingness
To rest in-between Nothing and Empty,
Is to become No body.
I sit naked before you,
Empty.
All I have to offer is
Infinite Nothingness.
The path to Being
Passes Egoism
Intersects with Awakening
Flows into Emptying
And continues along Serving.
Let it go.
You know what I am talking about.
You open the door to freedom,
With empty hands.
To be filled with happiness,
At every moment,
Be Empty.
This morning,
I had a cup of tea with Emptiness.
One sip,
And the flavor of Love consumed me.
Now I can’t tell
Who was drinking who.
