The Nothingness

White nothingness of meditative trance,
enhanced by unknown quantities
of ever-changing energies consumed.
And this was all he knew of consciousness.

Sizzling hot, the nothingness would rise
into a flawless sky that never really was.
Only here, was fear erased for him,
as all the tensions of his life just seemed
to turn themselves into a misty white.

Unrecognized, the basic structures of his life
were falling down for lack of maintenance.
But there, within white nothingness,
the sizzling of desire still remained.

Not quite bliss of love, but somehow safer.
Images that bent themselves into a shape
to comfort him and carry him to realms
he'd never dared to quite achieve
within reality.

White nothingness of meditative trance,
enhanced by unknown quantities
of ever-changing energies consumed.
And this was all he knew of consciousness.

They found him in lotus position,
gone far beyond the breathing now,
blank eyes absorbed by all
the nothingness he loved so well...

? Michaelette ?

7/10/2002
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