~It's ZEN*~

~It's ZEN*~

ZEN* will never ever talk

ZEN* is only relative that can walk

To the observer the geese fly over the pond

They cast no reflection and then they are gone

The pond does not hold onto what the geese just did

There is now nothing to hold onto or even hid

It is all about the constant movement but being still

In a world of everything and nothing is its fill

There is a place in ZEN* we call the void

No one can comprehend but then no one can avoid

Seeing it is constant but no one can see it at all

It is a huge part of one's life but yet so small

ZEN* is an intuition that does not know but it does

Its clarity is showing, always the vagaries never the fuzz

So to pop out of what one learns from

Is to seek nothing then one knows its done 

~It's ZEN*~

Dom*Colucci  © 2020