I am the bearer of silence

The tree that bears no fruit

The garden with no undergrowth 

The desert with no illusory oasis

The shiny surface with no trace of true living

 

I am the great promised void

The proven emptiness

I live in the vast expanse of the unknown

 

I am the great toothless white shark 

 

I am so close to greatness 

I can taste it 

Can’t grasp it 

 

You can keep reading 

But will not get anything out of me