Empty Centre

The empty centre: a circle of golden light falling on a dark floor, a pair of sandals left at its edge — the threshold before the crossing.
Empty Centre — image by Chitrakara

Empty Centre

Noticing that we are the seeing,
and the seer we know
only by repute.

Until there is nothing…
but That.

— Prajna Pranab, 11 Libra♎ 13527 (1 Oct 2026)

The banner behind these verses is Chitrakara’s — painted for the Poems.

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