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The Zero

The zero was zero, I saw it clearly, however it appeared so big and huge, that it enveloped me all and good, I could see its outlinings, if I stretched my eyes far and wide, for hundred of hours I saw the outline in parts, it was only with a super human effort that I saw the circle in full, somebody had told me if you could see the "zero" then you had seen the reason, but they had also explained that the "zero" must be reduced to naught, as much as that it disappeared in oblivion, dissolved with the maker, merged in God, now I had a terrible state on hand, the zero enveloped me and was so big, how was it to be shrunk, it was another effort for me to realize, that I was the centre of this big zero, the day I realized this, it dawned on me that if I "shrunk" myself, then at least I could have shrunk the circle by as much, it took me a super human effort for me, to realize what I was and what I am, and it was really excruciating and hard, to realize as to what I could reduce and by what measure, another hard worked discovery was the process by which to reduce, and I began working on the new set of hard gained discoveries right away, to my surprise and to utter surprise, I saw it hard and clear, that the more I reduced of myself, not only the centre reduced by as much, but also the outer envelope reduced by much more, now I am on my way to "minute" and almighty, do not ask me what I chose to reduce, rather ask it to yourself.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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