Emptiness

The salty air reeks of fish stench
As the girl sits on a worn bench
She looks and stares into the sea
And the passersby leave her be.

She stares; she sees nothing at all
The water and waves rise and fall
In her hand is an old letter
Folded, yellowed, worn and tattered

Her heart beats faster as night falls
She hears the seagulls scream and call
And then the dock slowly empties
As the sun kisses the purple sea.

She looks around, she's all alone
Inside her heart she must have known
The man she loved has long been gone
And so she stood and said, "I'm done."

- yette; aug 19, '07; 1:46am


Emptiness is a mode of perception, a way of looking at experience. It adds nothing to and takes nothing away from the raw data of physical and mental events. You look at events in the mind and the senses with no thought of whether there's anything lying behind them. http://www.accesstoinsight.org/lib/authors/thanissaro/emptiness.html