Deep, dark void inside me,
I look directly into it
and the emptiness I feel penetrates me,
taking root in my brain as a concept
tho' still remaining empty.

Is this void, then, only the nothingness that I am?

stalking the landscape like an arbitrary phantom?

Is this seeming reality
only the shadow of the mind's play
spun upon a dank consciousness who,
being contained by his life's energy, even now
packages the image like a solid product to be sold
to his grasping intellect as the world outside?

So who and what is this void inside?
Shall I ever know?
Is existence just a projection/sensation of mind?
The world outside my own partial view?

Indeed, behold the play!

The play is the thing or so it has been said;

but the thing once thought lies in the past

and the past is dead!

But what if I no longer to contain my life's energy?
The thing? If I just let be,

ceasing to identify with the void?
Is not pure Intelligence more than the mind?

Yes, I now see with the mind as a Whole,
even the void inside is seen thru
as light penetrates darkness,
as fullness liquidates emptiness...
and as mindfulness permeates every thought,
I am living Spirit!

Still, without first Seeing directly Into the void
and ceasing to hold on, letting Be,
I couldn't know the Word
Being at the very Heart of me

the Living Spirit and understanding Awareness

that Breathes each one of us!