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; republished 191121.
