Jan 2020
Empty we are born
Emptiness we savour
We create
We infuse within
Into the emptiness, we go
Like shadows
Made of nothing, only nothing
Yet when the wind blows
We flutter
Creating empty sounds
Leaving an echo
A trace
Of nothingness
Emptiness we savour
We create
We infuse within
Into the emptiness, we go
Like shadows
Made of nothing, only nothing
Yet when the wind blows
We flutter
Creating empty sounds
Leaving an echo
A trace
Of nothingness
