Rummaging between old papers, I found this poem that I wrote in 2006. I like it, so decided to put it up here...
Solids, opaque objects
Transparent as air am I
Know me in and out
Like sunlight knows the river water
easily knowable, easily penetrable
Alas! Irony! It is but few
Who have eyes to see transparence
Eyes and minds are trained to the obvious
Clear, transparent, penetrable am I
Only for eyes that can see nothingness...