Pacing the nothingness of my mind
Where no tracks are ever left.
Like a feather caught in a breeze,
Each step is done with ease.
A thought takes shape with words
That I had never seen before.
Yet the meaning was so clear,
As from nothingness it had come.
There was little to ponder.
I was to saunter forth
Into the realm of reality;
Armed with knowledge given.