Emptying

 

When you are full of memory,

Sloshing it, overflowing,

Burdened and bewildered with it,

Lay yourself down.

 

Let yourself empty,

Seeping into the warm sand,

Until the sky and the clean mind -

The ocean too - are one blank sky,

 

One sweep of nothing,

Innocent of all meaning;

One radiant void

Foaming with unborn thoughts.

 

Then rise in the twilight,

Brush the sand off your knees,

And get back to the business of living 

In a brighter and better world.