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Try as I might
In the still of the
Sleepless night the
Darkness doth creep in
To the tearless emptiness
Where rational doth not exist

There is no rational for that feeling of emptiness, yet here it is again. I know not when it will appear. Tho, like a long lost friend it just sometimes pops in and stays for a spell. It exits just as stealthily through the same door it entered. I try not to give it much credence or attention, because feeding it will just give it energy and I’ve no desire for it to be here in the first place.

I suspect that it has something to do with wavering off of that centering space called ‘being present’. What a multi-layered tricky place that is. I akin it to trying to stay balanced on a ball. I tried doing that as a kid. Every once…