Empty Space

Finding Emptiness
Prompt for today's poem, "Empty Space" as in ancient Chinese Landscape , from work at Upaya Zen Contemplative Photography Workshop6/9-6/12/2011 with master teacher/ photographer/person; George de Wolfe

As I was driving in my car
On my usual daily route,
I could not help to gaze,
beyond this moment in everyday time
not recognizing this matter, object,subject,stuff
anymore.
Onto this expanse of urban spread, no longer focusing
on mundane ,molecular , particles
that do not matter, that only
obscure the path of my keener vision.
But ,to the space beyond,over, in between,
under,aside,on top of,
eventually, through,
to that of the impermanent, erratic
evanescent,ephemeral,escaping,
time.

What is there hiding beyond the
interstitial fissures of concrete caverns,
the empty realm of that which goes
not seen,not heard,
whispering,flickering, fading in
vaporous ether
of emptying space.
In the chinks of vacuousnes
do we find
the substance of possibility?
luminous light, undying sound, immeasurable wisdom
colors,shapes, tones of our once primordial discernment.

Perhaps in the incalculableness of infinite emptiness
there lies unfathomable resolution, restitution , a mirror
of infinite capacity where we may begin to see unfiltered
unbiased
with such first ever remarkable boundless
clarity, that has only begun its veritable orbit now,
Perhaps, that is what we reawaken
when we remember what we once knew
in our earlier state of reverential seeing.