Blank

I am as unspoiled as an expanse of cloudless sky. I am the embodiment of lightness and clarity. I am as hollow as avian bones. I am full of blissful nothingness. I am the chaff swept along by a gust of wind. I am submerged in light, with nothing but the soft thump, thump of my heartbeat for company. I am air and prism and dream and wisp and purity.

I am dust, swept under a rug.