Embraced

The usefulness of a window or door
Like an empty pot or the hub of a wheel
Lies in the absence these things manifest
Where to be is not to be there less is more

Wherein emptiness is put to the test
Of utility in an absence as real
As a wall or what might go into a pot
And where the spokes converge the wheel is not

The best things ever said are those which never were

Embraced by silence love speaks eloquently
In communication curvilinear

Our emptiness is filled by our propinquity

We find ourselves here where little is clear
Except that it is useful for us to be
A window or a door which opens near
A pot to hold all potentiality

Toward the hub of a wheel we know well but
Only as hope yet our hope no matter what
Of coming together convergently
Here at the clear hub now where the wheel is not

+Steven Curtis Lance



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