A poem of nothing

[Dima logach]

With the heart flowering open,
And the mind's deconstruction.
With nowhere to hold.
the groundless Abyss.
God will stand still,
Infinite chaos,
Issness as is at ease.
The I, Love, Perfection.
What else can it be, if not just to Be.
When you are the one you have walked through,
You will know the one Self,
You will know you are Free.

[ivankiss]

Epic!