In the sacred dot of emptiness

the world is spinning all around me
electrical sparks are flying
anger and obsessions scream
howling like possessed winds
they all want my attention
I barely acknowledge and give them a nod
as the fire still smolders in Your eyes
a bitter coldness has entered Your veins
the Ice Queen has taken up home
not wanting to play the game anymore
tired of the masks and the actors
staying in the center
as all goes round in your endless circle
oh how the world is all a stage for Your play
and none of it is real
but the cruelty of Your Love
and sharp is the point of Your dagger
but sharper still is Your tongue
awakening to chaos
that rushes in furiously
forming a cyclone
feelings and emotions lose their hold
in the sacred dot of emptiness
that I now call home.

- October 2007