Thursday, January 26, 2017

Past Emptiness Valentine

Emptiness isn’t enough
Nor the ten thousand things
Even illusion has some founding
In the false that rings true
But still something thinks through
It all to the searing end
And then sets out again
Over and over the cleared ground
But with renewed impatience
And another name
We must get through to it
Past our dead and dying thoughts
Merely meant to point the way
Into the present day

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