Nothingness

I didn't want to do it.

Whatever It now was.

I'm tired of thinking up words

or writing down each clause.

Perhaps you'll help me pass

this time for this or that,

for sleeping now in class

would soon emit a slap.

I want to be inspired

to live a life of joy

to love each moment passing

to play with each new toy.

I asked for time to write this,

though goodness know not why.

This earth has gone past pleasure

for poems that make you fly.

Past now and into future

cravings for all that's new,

which ask you for God's Blessings

to bring a different hew

of realms beyond each fancy

for anything in this world.

Beyond all time and space

may Spirit be unfurled

in to nothingness.

Janet Spiller

March 3^rd, 2017

8 minute writing exercise