Emptiness
Pouring it from the jar
With greatest care
The emptiness flows with all forms and shapes
The receiving vessel
With thousand holes
Holding the great source of Emptiness
Breeze whistles among leaves
Lights needle through
Space of nothingness
Life is only a process of passing
In the stream of time
Along with
Emptiness
At its end
(Written by Chia Kwek Fah, Nov 2008)
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