Sweet
Nothingness
I am numb, no warmth, no
coldness.
My skin feels like someone else's.
My mind is calm
and at peace.
I am neither sad nor happy.
I
feel no pain as the water crashes against the shore.
As darkness
surrounds me, my heart beats with no joy.
My spirit floats free,
yet it is bound to this form.
The cool breeze gently caresses my naked body.
I
look down on the waves and smile.
My eyes are as dry as the sands
in the desert.
In this moment, I have set it all free, and I grasp
nothing.
I
hold onto nothing because it is all meaningless.
Nothing matters,
and I am okay with that.
I
should feel shame for what I think and feel.
Instead, I grin for I
have none, there is only this moment.
The cold deck boards beneath
my bare feet mean nothing.
The breeze blows around me from my
lofty perch.
I
see the lights on the distant shore and wonder.
Is there someone
on the other side as exposed as I?
Are they numb and bare, as open
to all this?
I
breathe in and breathe out, and it means nothing.
These moments
are so few and far between.
Cherish them as deeply as you can for
they are brief.