When all the meaning
Is cut away,
One stares IT right in the face.
It is so dark,
It is so calm,
That shapeless Nothing-space.
It is immutable and absolute,
It's at the core of all.
And when I am in it,
All fear is gone,
Like I haven't been at all.
From IT, the meaning of everyday life
Is laughable child's play.
That void that I used to run from so hard
I now re-live every day.
It's Nothing that holds the seminal OM,
The infinite Nothingness space.
Without you, we wouldn't be,
The void becomes my Home.
