Emptiness
Psalm 16:7 New English Translation
7 I will praise the Lord who guides me;
yes, during the night I reflect and learn.
A stranger in the night I met and then I woke up
All by myself, I was staring into the darkness
He looked like me, he could have been my clone
But deep inside a difference noticed by a spark
My flesh and my spirit reacted just like strangers
Barely at a little distance not recognizing one another
Still, they belonged together to face any kind of danger
That surely they could not handle if traveling all alone
Who would have guessed the idea of one without the other?
The entire past wiped out if just one of them was missing
The seriousness of onlyness that surely would forever bother
If just one dimension disappeared in this world of reminiscing
Body, soul, and spirit are interwoven far beyond our knowledge
One without the others would produce an empty-isolated being
Maybe that is why so many seem in appearance just as some foliage
Without a trunk and branches not understanding their own feelings
Although in most the spirit is dormant, being shoved in a corner
Ignored completely or at least ignored and barely recognized
Why is it so easily accepted that in this state of mourning
Death is always present although not completely realized?
Jan Wienen
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