Knowledge

Knowledge fills the hollow

Creating the mind we follow

Becoming all we know

Waves of happiness and woe

It seems paradoxical

Bliss and emptiness are possible

Within the core of our being

Lies the fountain of well-being

We carry words and pictures

According to the mind’s strictures

A burden we gladly suffer

Against uncertainty, it’s a buffer

Hoarding knowledge like grain

We cannot hope to attain

Freedom of the inner space

Where awareness showers grace