Expanse

What a beautiful sweep
of sky, empty as an inverted bowl,
wide as the synonym
for beginning. Below,
brushed wet sable of salt water,
and on the periphery, sketched nibs
of trees coming clear of morning—
Here, then, is everything I wish for you.

 

In response to Via Negativa: Zazen.

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