Saturday, October 25, 2025

Nothingness in effortless freedom*

 Nothingness in effortless freedom*


Nothingness that cries a lot, out loud

Silence is its friend, a void is its shroud

Both have one thing in common as it is still

Feeling the intentions manifest, right with its will

The Awareness kicks in and one begins to see

The eyes that do so make the body Now so free


Dom*Colucci 2011

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