Formless hold the form.

The emptiness hidden
In a clay cup
Holds the space.

When cup breaks
Action takes place
Empty space
Opens
To hold a new cup.

Wind blows
Move the clouds
Action takes place
Empty space
Hold the air.

The unknown holds
the known.
The darkness holds
the light.

The absolute holds all.

© Serena Devi, October 2010

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