the time of zen

the-walkwayI walk the early morning streets alone
In silent contemplation
And emptiness
There is such a beautiful feeling
That pervades this time
As if nothing really matters
But it itself

It is the time of zen
Simple yet perfect

Few words are needed 
At this time
And each one falls humbly 
To the ground
And disappears

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