I Have No Attachment Poem by C.D. Xiang

I bring down the cup of affectation-
that is chastity
I expunge my memories of blunder and abomination-
that is freedom
that is emptiness
But emptiness does not mean void
Emptiness is something profound
Where the cusp of a new beginning arises
An inception to a another detachment
Of material possessions, of prestige,
Wealth, fame and glamor,
The ignorance that induces evil
A canker that brings doom to everyone
-stop- I shall not think of it any longer
Why should I think of suffering
When I can think of alternatives?
Is this the end of the world?
Has the moon I looked forward to vanished
As I drank a simple cup of wine,
With the moon accompanying me?
Have alternatives spurned my beseeching
And obliged others instead of me?
I have no attachment, any more,
As I expunge my memories of doubt and denigration
I have no attachment, any more,
From the first light of day.