Who are you
when you stop needing
to be heard?
Who are you
when you no longer hunger
to be understood?
Who are you
when your addiction
to appreciation
is gone?
You are, sweet one,
an Emptiness so
unobstructed and undefended
that the arrows loosed
by gods and men
pass clear through.
And your smile
betrays a serenity
that’s unassailable.
Your smile!
– miriam louisa