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.