Empty Now

Nothing inspired and nothing expressed.

Time stops as a vacuum forms inside.

It envelopes the universe.

Breathing, I recall, creates movement. I notice I can’t move;

can’t return,

can’t go beyond.

This stillness holds no memories, no future plans.

Just now.

This empty now.

An electric fan whirring finds my ears and notes from the radio seem to drop




as unrelated events.

I listen for lost heart songs once made of memories and future plans.

The fan again.

It seems so loud just now.

In this now.

This empty, empty now.

About Jana Faye Moon

Hi there, My name is Jana Moon. I am a healer by trade, training and nature. This makes me a sensitive to the joy and pain in the people and places I encounter. And I am a writer by formal education. I've been gathering in experiences and have been longing to express my reflections on the page. It's been a long journey from the first budding desires to put words on paper to this attempt to do so. I wonder where it will take me . . . I have a website for my healing arts practice: www.MoonHealingArts.com.
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