The Window

Using the breath as a ladder,

I descend deep into my soul.

Only to find emptiness,

Emptiness that is both a nothing

and a something.

Is a window simply,

the frame that surrounds it?

Or is it the window,

the clarity that allows us to see through it?

My body, the frame.

I am emptiness.

I am clarity.

I am the window.

-MP

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