The Emptiness That Fills
Donald P. Goodman IIIVersion 1.0,
The flow of great Niagara fills Ontario, the great freshwater ocean, to its ancient brim; through Lawrence to the sea the lake itself will flow, the rippling of their waters singing sacred hymn. From fullness on to fullness flows the blood of earth; ne'er lessening, each still the next in line can sate; yet loses none of its own life in giving birth e'en as the prior doth its substance recreate. And yet there is an emptiness that fills the soul, a fullness to which nothing ever can equate; the emptiness which fills, can emptiness console; which fills the more it empties, till at last we're whole.