Stillness

The error To consider the space Empty Assigning no value to the void Of seemingly little consequence Akin to the nothingness that holds The flame precariously above the delicate candlewick That was before I understood its purpose This deceptive illusion of nothingness Rendering me blind to the power of contrast In stillness Invisible boundaries of time Sound Energy Sharpening focus on the material Just as the division of words on the page Or distance between those in a crowd The moments of silence between the calls of the bush birds Paradoxically separating as they unite. The stillness no longer An empty place To avoid Rather permission to pause.