Meaninglessness
Drifting
in the
abundant hollow.
This lonely sea,
a chill that bites
through marrow;
an all-pervading
darkness
consuming the ego.
Panicked clawing,
grasping in vain.
Clinging to wisps;
imagined meaning,
standing firmly
on quicksand.
Frantic thrashing
towards receding horizons.
This Island oasis
is formed on
cognitive sands.
A flickering mirage,
laced with
false hopes.
Empty promises
of climbing out;
of scaling great heights.
An attempt to bottle
that which is
formless.
Strangled by the inherent,
dressing raw beauty
in plastic ‘perfection.’
Not to be lashed,
but to let lash.
Crushing waves
calms to a
rhythmic ripple.
Cyclic resonance
echoing
through caverns of the soul.
Cradled to
peaceful rest,
sinking in
visceral waters.
The mind
forgets;
the heart
remembers.
I close my eyes
and see.
I drown in
nourishing essence,
I swim through
intricate sense.
Depth and tone
dances on the skin.
Nature’s choir
singing life’s melody.
Floating in vast
nothingness,
buoyed by
meaninglessness;
the richly infinite.
Originally published at https://www.findingspace.co on August 3, 2020.