Without reading any
I heard of love
Without my old way
I wrote of meditation
Without stopping to think
Reading, writing, hearing
Waiting for whatever happens
To happen
I look around
Without seeing
I feel pain
Without giving it a name
I sense disappointment
Without wondering why
Looking, feeling, sensing
Hoping that whatever happens
Will happen sometime
I sit
Without the need to stand
I lay
Without the need to sit
I sleep
Without the need to lie
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