Empty

Empty.

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Empty is what we lack,

The place to be filled with wonder.

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Empty is what we are missing.

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For we fill the empty ourselves,

We fill our empty with lesser lovers,

While true love waits outside.

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Outside ourselves waits what we lack.

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We lack room  to be filled , having filled ourselves with what we think we are lacking, we then have no room for what we truly need.

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Empty is what is missing for wonder waits beyond our empty.

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Wonder and Glory wait beyond our empty.

 

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(With thanks to Abraham Heschel, Skip Moen, and John Elderage)

1st publishing 3.17;2d 1.18; Revised 19.04.03; 210430 (our-to-being last line) republished 191121;210430. 21.11.11 edited being back to our last line.


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