At times it so happens
Mind gets free of thoughts
Emptiness seems to cover
All space - the entire universe.
Situation may feel scary
Helplessness may slide in
Worry not when it occurs
Maybe it's a desirable event.
The quest of a true ascetic
Is to attain such a vacuum state
Void provides a clear opportunity
To fill the space with fresh thoughts.
Look back focus your mind
To find what brought that state
And try to recreate if possible
Such an environment now and then.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem