Mind not my presence
I'm here not to interfere
or influence--just a passerby
you needn't have any fear-

me, only a wondering poet
free to roam the world wherever
no home nor destination  do I have
I'm there, here--everywhere-

people talk of love and longing
and hold on to everything
empty-handed am I --just writing
of life, its pain and suffering

for I'm in the scheme
of things, a complete nothing
with the sky and earth
my only friends--to none belonging