The Power Of Emptiness Poem by RIC BASTASA

in a conversation
between an old friend
and myself
who too has aged
a bit
with so much
anxiety about what the
future can
bring

i utter the word
emptiness

it came as a big bubble
of air
from my mouth

it escapes and floats in
air
like a dirigible

we become too tiny
for the vast emptiness

and we are carried away
and we wander

it is too huge
and silent and we have
never returned
home since then

our journey has turned
black and white
in a silent movie
our actions repeat themselves
the boredom
is eternal

we struggled like
paper bits in a room
of fire