THE JOY OF SOLITUDE

THE JOY OF SOLITUDE

To have

cleansed oneself,

completely,

to have nothing

 left within one

thoughts ceased

and a blank.

Then surges,

comes out the true,

 gushing forth, filling one

 with constant wonder,

 surprise and sheer joy!

To want to now do nothing,

 only to be with oneself,

quiet, serene ,

 holding that infinitude.

Beyond and cut off

from this world,

lost, knowing one needs

nothing and nobody.

An infinitude of work,

of thought,

 boundless , passionate

going on and on…

Free, totally,

and prizing

and possessing

 one’s joy,

one’s understanding

and knowledge.

A laughter,

for oneself,

 by oneself,

 to oneself.

To see through

 this madness

of this world,

completely and going

 out of its reach,

untouched, forever.

A progression

that is called life!