Into the blank I stare,
To appease the roaring thoughts bizarre,
There will appear patterns strange,
Unappeased will remain thoughts, out of range.
Yet a strange solace this stare provides,
Giving a glimpse of inner still that resides,
Diminished glimpse of it generates ecstasy extreme,
Words don't describe it however hard you scream.
Desire persists to arrest this moment forever,
Elusive is its nature and futile all efforts appear,
Tranquillity immense for a slight glance one can find,
Post capture, unimaginable might be joy beyond mind.
