Zen
A walk in the dark
A meadowlark
By me she flew
And asked, “Who are you?”
A curious query
I did not know really
A question so profound
In my mind I went around and around
The dark got darker
The night became blacker
What is this journey?
What is this query?
Upon me came the power of Zen
And then
It hit me
Nothingness is the answer to that query
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