Integral Poetry

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Where There is No Place

Where there is no place
There is nothing to do
There is nothing to not do

There is no sound, and no one not to hear it
God looks into the mirror and
There is nothing on either side

Pure form - pure emptiness
Cannot be seen, touched or thought
Posted by Wayne Carr at 3:05 PM

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