The Friendship of Emptiness

When I was young, God was my father
When I was grown, God was myself
Now I am old I fight like a daemon
‘gainst lies and deceit deluding sane health

To seek nobler ways a lonely route beckons
To find wilderness all I can see 
To let go possessions, security famished
Smaller yet smaller for freedom to be

Sanity, sleep, solitude, breath
Woodland, moorland, forest, hill
Shade in sunlight, comfort in darkness
Water dancing and water still

Sing heart on fire, sigh heart a-drowning
Throw from thyself all that you can
Catch in your arms slowly unwinding
The friendship of emptiness and all her fierce charm