Unknown

I was moving past it,
When suddenly, I saw it.

I stopped, I looked, I stared…
I took a deep breath, I stared some more.

At first, it looked amorphous,
Something similar to the shape of hopelessness.

It was asking to be forgotten and forgiven,
As if it never should have existed and yet it did…

It was calling for attention,
To be consciously ignored.

So I waited and looked some more…
I noticed the middle, I saw some edges.

They seemed to have a soft glow,
Just the edges, not the middle or was the middle the corners?

The void, it looked complete but felt empty,
Like it was missing something…

Something that kept it full.
Something that gave it meaning.

Something that made it useful.
Something that left a memory.

The void wanted to leave...
With nowhere to go, it simply waited.

We sat together in awareness,
Still, silent, in surrender.

As I looked at it with my heart,
Suddenly the emptiness left.

If even the emptiness leaves a void,
What becomes of it, I asked?

And then I saw it clearly…
The void becomes space.