I am scrap wood thrown in your fire, and quickly reduced to smoke. I saw
you and became empty.
This emptiness, more beautiful than existence, it obliterates existence,
and yet when it comes,
existence thrives and creates more existence!
The sky is blue. The world is a blind man squatting on the road.
But whoever sees your emptiness sees beyond blue and beyond the blind
man.
~Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi~