In the midst of silence
I join you, Life in your solitude
In a moment I drop my defence
Letting you in, another interlude
The mind has no chance to retract
Once the spell of embrace begins
Nothing there upon which to contract
The lines of light and dark thins
That mystic space of life unfolding
Grace is bestowed without trying
Nothing in need of moulding
Nothing for which I’m vying
Emptiness is not a state but a reality
one we seek to avoid, forget and deny
To surrender to truth is to be free
freedom is what you do not something you try.