Never Full Enough


God empties himself
into the earth like a cloud.
God takes the substance, contours
of a man, and keeps them,
dying, rising, walking,
and still walking
wherever there is motion.
~Annie Dillard from “Feast Days”


And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
      Not shaking the grass
~Ezra Pound


What happens when people open their hearts? They get better.
~Haruki Murakami from Norwegian Wood


I yearn
to be filled,
thirsting and hungry
day and night;
all that satisfies
is within reach,
offered up
by an emptying God
if only I open up,
no longer content
being hollow.





7 thoughts on “Never Full Enough

  1. Those are wrapped bags of harvested pasture grass that become silage for cows — one of the ways the local farmers store their pasture for the winter — they gather them up and pile them outside barns for feeding as needed.


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