Empty vessel,

Mirror of the day.

Oh that I see,

Is who I am.

The wind caressing my skin,

Greetings of universal love.

Oh messages of the day,

Processed and released.

Pain and suffering,

Gone into infinity.

Love and Peace,

Restored.

As gentle as the day,

Thoughts come and go.

Holding onto nothing,

I am an empty vessel…Ani Po