We built the walls
But now we are learning
To embrace the space
The emptiness
The peaceful
Freedom from hurry
From thinking
From making plans
Just the quiet ecstasy
Of sitting inside
The Nothing
A cup of tea
The wind in the trees
Off the clock
Out of mind
Sitting with the Nothing
And letting it
E x p a n d
Until the Universe
Is filled to the brim
With Its sweetness
Its timelessness
Its impossible
Perfection
Swallowing us up
So slowly
So gloriously
In Its loving
Embrace
We wonder why
We ever consented
To be cornered
Into microscopic
Imaginary
Spaceless
Boxes
