Emptiness

It struck me hard like a blow, It engulfs me like a shadow, As I search for essence within, In thick darkness see I nothing, My melancholic heart solitarily in cage, Which path has life, Why act he like a savage? I desire not this gypsy life. Where live the Unseen Pity, Why feel I this drought? Illumination is gloomy, Meaningful is meaningless, What is vivid is vague, Everything is nothing. Therefore will I walk my pace, In between the devil and the deep blue sea And drift away into oblivion, I’ll bid no farewell to no wayfarer, Alone I’ll go to visit the unseen.