I stand with nothing
yet find weight in air
Possession whispers greed
emptiness whispers truth
Hands unclasp their cages
fingers learn to breathe
Absence can be fertile soil
if we stop fearing it
A beggar teaches me wealth:
his smile unpurchased
his eyes unpriced
yet richer than my chest
In emptiness I receive
in silence I overflow
Fullness hides itself best
inside nothing