A
Ghazal for Emptiness
I
recall a simple song in the Grove of Emptiness,
The
lingering light of dawn in the Grove of Emptiness.
I suspect
that you’ll soon leave, autumn colors don’t deceive,
Nothing
lasts for very long in the Grove of Emptiness.
Lightning
flashes in the sky, I’m waiting for your reply,
There
is nothing right or wrong in the Grove of Emptiness.
In
the morning you make me some toast and fresh roast coffee,
Gestures
of caring are strong in the Grove of Emptiness.
Ecclesiastes
said, ‘See, all of this is vanity’,
All
our hopes and fears are gone in the Grove of Emptiness.
Notions
appear and disappear like flowers from last year,
A
mountain does not last long in the Grove of Emptiness.
An ancient
stream shifts course, a child, now grown up, feels remorse,
But I
feel that I belong in the Grove of Emptiness.
My
name is Jim, all is clear, there is nothing that is dim,
I am
dancing with a throng in the Grove of Emptiness.
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