Nothingness
The earth doesn’t revolve
there are no sounds of any kind
only dirt covered nil over nil.
In absolute tranquility
I couldn’t hear the sound of my own breath
not even the tinnitus that always bangs my eardrums to irritate me.
In the world of no sound like the bottom of the deepest sea
I hear the ear canal*full streaming water sound.
I see the floating stars and moon
in the pitch-dark lightless light;
there was no one on the motionless earth,
there was no one in the lightless world
there was not even me or you but he who is not he.
In the nil
the word ‘existence’ would lose its significance;
therefore, the length of the bridge from the bottom of the sea
where the nonexistent lies, to the edge of the sky where
he who is not he is floating,
can be an infinite to short distance, to none, to negative;
and so, the nil can be the limit without limit
to the limit within limit.
*external acoustic meatus.
Copyright © Su Ben | Year Posted 2014
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