the center of it all

glancing deep,
into the nothing,
where
butterflies dream
of winter snows,
and
panthers roam
on silken roads,

i see
every single little thing…

i see
absolutely nothing at all.

In this perfect
unending
captured moment,
i am free of love
& fear
and the happy circumstance
that lies in between.

in short, my friend,
I am
here.

so,
when silver laced words crash
and tumble
across your chest,
awakening the golden dragons
within.


will you?

can you?


ignore the call?



Nothing needs
you,
and ditto you,
withall.