The Zen of Doing Nothing
Stress fades
to shades of joy
and light;
a singular
moment in the
bliss of being.
Cosmic atoms explode
I am awash in oneness;
I am one,
I am all,
I am.
Nothingness is all,
I lay.
mind-blank
piercing the void
euphoria overwhelms;
ah, sweet stress escape.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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