I am empty,

a shadow,

living in the world

among the movements

of things and people,

not touching anything,

not being touched,

but seeing all,

yes, seeing all,

as witness to many things

that are and could be.

 

I am empty,

casting out to the world,

but no heavier

than a beam of light,

not touching,

not being touched.

 

30/4/2017