Vows Broken, The Zentire World Missed Love Poem by Chuy Amante

Vowes severed, orange robes dropped
love cowered, train hopped

In the void of non-suffering
all well but a life of buffering

Avoid nature and her lovingness?
Not for me, I must confess

It was a little blossom -a nun
but all business no fun

what a waste of love and flesh

that flipped my switch
I wanted out
I had not desiring but I had an itch

There is more to the void and no me
there is oneness and a balance, eternity

Once I carried women across the stream
and let them down
now I carry and let them know, LOVE just IS
don't frown

Fear not, flee not,
it will always follow, it is bliss