If there is a void in me It's because there is a "me". It's because there is something being That once wasn't. Because every hole Is just something Made of something else.
Emptiness is necessary To be fulfilled, It's the space of being, The waiting possibly, The tiredness that makes us available, To remove my ego and bring me you, To approach me to what I see, For when I see, I'm plain.
The nothingness is the permission, The origin, It's too be naked and protected Of everything that can be "me" And completeness never allowed.