A great feeling is blankness; <br />It is for this we strive in its fullness, <br />Blankness is when we reach the pinnacle <br />Eyes so closed, everything blanked for seconds. <br /> <br />What is this feling, I am at a loss to know <br />For it lasts not long, too short, but we desire it to be slow. <br />You can name it easily, but can't enjoy eyes up blown; <br />Somehow, we close all shutters for seconds of glow. <br /> <br />Eyes go blind, ears but deaf, suuroundings sense lost, <br />When we reach the height in all silence that tallest post. <br />That is where I thank only one; none but God <br />For he granted us many ways to indulge in this <br />sojourn, so soft.<br /><br />Narayanan Ramakrishnan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-longing-for-long-blankness/
