you have given me much moons
and plenty of many an opportunity
yet i remain absolutely empty
but pleading from you for more!
awake now my soul! for it is time
to rise from sleep and slumber
to un-hoard the clutter of desire
in that nothing, the ego, act as if all
instead stretch your arms to embrace
the homeless, the hermits, the marginal
and the bleeding, walking also to the jail
to set free the broken-wing birds to fly!
© henry victor 02.01.2016
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