A great feeling is blankness;
It is for this we strive in its fullness,
Blankness is when we reach the pinnacle
Eyes so closed, everything blanked for seconds.
What is this feling, I am at a loss to know
For it lasts not long, too short, but we desire it to be slow.
You can name it easily, but can't enjoy eyes up blown;
Somehow, we close all shutters for seconds of glow.
Eyes go blind, ears but deaf, suuroundings sense lost,
When we reach the height in all silence that tallest post.
That is where I thank only one; none but God
For he granted us many ways to indulge in this
sojourn, so soft.
Narayanan Ramakrishnan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-longing-for-long-blankness/
