In the dead of night
lying awake in my bed
I am not empty
I am no longer empty.
Drawing anew on this new canvas of mine
At peace and content.
Still in the midst of all the chaos, dearth and abundance.
Shiny things and money no longer interest me
Coming into myself as affluence comes to surround me.
I finally notice the spring flowers bloom as the fall approaches rapidly
This beauty is here to stay
The Universe tells me.
I am. I finally just am.
Nothing else to say.
You have had money and
all the frills of life
you deprecated me because I had none
you lie awake at night.
Emptier with each day
you search for things to sway
as you grow more and more alone
with each passing day.
After all this time, we find ourselves on two opposite poles. Yet again.