Nothing Was There

because i don’t want to be fettered 
i roamed a borderless wilderness seeking a way 

to avoid interference i flew over the sky 
between dark clouds and thunderbolts 
on a violent stormy day
 
to attain happiness 
i stepped on the golden sands by the shore  
where the raging waters roll in and out of the sea of abundance  

i thought i found everything i wanted for 
but what i found was discarded old masks 
scattered on the burial ground  

i thought i was acquainted with all knowledge
needed to be a decent human being: the knowledge 
i acquired was empty letters written on a drifting cloud 

i thought i grabbed everything i saw  
but when i opened my hand i found nothing was there 
in my palm
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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