Song of Emptiness

Emptiness trembles
in waves
of uncreated light,
flowering as the prism
of the void.
Gaze into this jewel
and see your own
kaleidoscopic face,
O Lord of Vrindivan,
blue as the infinite sky.
Through me you become
a sapphire, a mirror
shattered into perfection,
a lotus of 10,000 daggers
all piercing the heart
with formless yearning.
What prayer
is your flute singing now?
So'ham, So'ham,
the luminous silence
inside the sound
of this breath.
If you let me call you
I will let you call me
your Self.