What am I?
A head full of whirling thoughts, then I die.
Who knows
Where my essence goes
When the din within
Ends and nothingness? Descends.
What am I?
A head full of whirling thoughts, then I die.
Who knows
Where my essence goes
When the din within
Ends and nothingness? Descends.
Deep! The eastern mystics from my part of of the world call it “shunyata” akin to the ‘nothingness’ you refer to.
Thanks for your comment Kunal. That is interesting. I rather like the idea of becoming one with the wind and the trees, being absorbed into nature from whence we came. Best. Kevin
Good on you! You’re an evolved soul, Kev! Cheers!
Thank you Kunal!
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