Ode to Nothing (II)

Nothing

provides a spark

quite like Nothing

The nimbus within

that glows in repose

Close your eyes to

see it more clearly

There it hovers

just beyond

 the tip of

your nose

*  *  *  *

This is part of a series of poems each of which I've composed while meditating.  By necessity they are short, since my memory is shoddy and I simply can't retain more than a stanza or two at most.  It also seems out of keeping with the spirit of meditation to get bogged down in wordiness.

You can read an earlier meditation poem of the same name here, and you can read the first meditation poem in the series here.