at the edge of nothing and beyond nothing
i found even more nothing
it is this nothing that holds the stars in their places
the same nothing that is between each cell in my body
that space where nothing exists where nothing is extinguished
that space of uncreating creation that space of indestructibility
the nothing that is in the span between sound and silence
that which is in the pause between the answer and another question
the space slightly above my skin
and that slightly below my skin
filled with the power of zero
expanding in opposite directions
to two different worlds
voids that feel familiar
the space between each eyelash
where dreams are trapped
and they mingle with tears
and it is in that space within the teardrop that i am
each time i cried that you made me feel like nothing
i now thank you immensely
from the space that you created
in each crevice of my broken heart
….more nothing for me
for nothing is real
only nothing is real
***
I wrote this poem in February this year inspired by the most majestic sunrise I was fortunate to witness. See the photos and you will understand why it was so inspirational. It was just by chance that I noticed the sunrise, through a slight opening in my curtains just as I was going back to sleep. The poem was also an experience of my meditation.
(I am not sure why I took so long to post this)
Your words and the images they carry resonate for me.
“the nothing that is in the span between sound and silence
that which is in the pause between the answer and another question”
The invitation to explore and be with this space. The vastness of it.
I like the visual addition of your photographs with their streak of light cutting across space.
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Thank you so much. As I mentioned, I was fortunate to see this amazing sight.
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Absolutely stunning: the thoughts, the words, the phrasing. Beautiful work. Thanks for sharing the background and photos too.
xx,
mgh
(Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMore dot com)
– ADD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder –
“It takes a village to transform a world!”
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Thank you Madelyn.
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You’re welcome. xx, mgh
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Sonya, I can’t decide which are better – your words or your photographs. Suffice to say, both have an incredibly mesmerising feel about them. You’ve got a fine way with these things!
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And you’ve got a fine way with comments…always!
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Reblogged this on HEART BEATS یہ دھواں سا کہاں سے اٹھتا ہے and commented:
I am nothing you are nothing every thing is nothing.
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Thank you
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nothing is real, only nothing is real. wonderful
it is like: Nothing is greater than God. But NOTHING IS greater than God?
and the climax!
each time i cried that you made me feel like nothing
i now thank you immensely
from the space that you created
wah.
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Your appreciation is most gratifying, Shakilji.
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I like your poem about nothing, it’s wonderfully written. the shots are awesome. :)
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Thank you Ranu, I was lucky that I saw the sunrise. It was really heavenly.
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Dear Sonya,
What a great poem!
Nothing. There is so much of it. “Things” seemingly manifest in her. The things capture our attention, and yet this nothingness is a spaciousness that seems to birth things.
All good wishes,
robert
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Yes, Robert. It was only recently that my attention was drawn towards the importance of nothing.
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