February 20, 2012

an empty box filled



inside this big tin carcass
is a tin box
this box is empty
it would contain the love
and joy
and experience
a child should always know.
one reflects into these spaces
and often sees and hears
echoes
of nothing.
now i peer and hear
and receive love
and joy
and experience
from my new heart
newly opened to receive
the life of experience
the future of promise
you bring to me
my friend.

2 comments:

cathy said...

Beautifully rendered

Cindy said...

This friend you have written about of late is a very lucky person. I'd love to meet him/her sometime! :-)