Saturday, April 9, 2016

Emptiness is Fullness (a ghazal)

I'm alone and wandering through Nepal tonight
The dry, incense-infused air fills the streets tonight

Temples appear unexpectedly left and right
I thank random Buddha for no rainfall tonight

I become, lost and found, a fool and a teacher
Each step through the night is a page I scrawl tonight

This is the breaking dawn and finale sunset
Existence is within total enthrall tonight

And I, शुन्यता, shout in silence to no one--
I am ready for sleep, once and for all tonight.

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