Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

When your truth forsakes its shyness

when your fears surrender to your strengths

you will begin to experience

that all existence

is a teeming sea of infinite life

in a handful of ocean water

you could not count all the finely tuned


who are acting stoned

for very intelligent and sane reasons


and of course are becoming extremely sweet and wild


In a handful of the sky and earth

In a handful of g-d

We cannot count

All the ecstatic lovers who are dancing there

Behind the mysterious veil


True art reveals there is no void

Or darkness.


There is no loneliness to the clear-eyed mystic

In this luminous, brimming, playful world




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