Fullness in Emptiness
Is my emptiness a mere barrenness?
Is it my inner vacuum and void?
Isn't it freedom from ego's harshness?
Is, in that, my me-ness mere celluloid?
Fullness is the blossoming of consciousness;
It's the pervasion of Brahman within.
There's, in it, an orchid of moral sense;
From its wholeness springs every loss and gain.
Fullness is the divine that drives my soul;
It's my self-image and enlightenment.
It's this that wins my existential goal;
In it, the rainbow of life is brightened.
The sacred void becomes the spirit’s shrine,
Where inner silence wakes the light divine.
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