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here

when emptied
let me understand
tis there
my fullness lies
the whole of all creation
– but a sigh

echoed into
weariness
more and more –
til less
the bowl is waiting
silent
on the shelf

holding heart
with memories
where overflowing
spent
to change the ways –
the river
came and went

to seek
beyond the seeing
how dear
this emptiness
– will softer hands
confine my
thankfulness

for what shall be
another sure –
tis something more
divine
than what was left
of nothing –
remains for us
to find

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