1 Peter 1:18 

18 For you know that God paid a ransom to save you 

from the empty life you inherited from your ancestors.

And it was not paid with mere gold or silver, 

which lose their value.

Emptiness

Yesterday I caught up with self … finished another round

I am so used to it by now … I enjoy the loneliness I’ve found

The road in front seems endless … just copies of my own back

I finished this routine oft before … as I now hug my own neck

If this is the path of life … where is the narrow gate?

People in the stands … applaud me in this race?

There seems to be no end to this repeating circle

As I huff and puff … bypassing every hurdle

I could have been a star in my own imagination

Or a used drum set … a by-product of inflation

Or a banjo or guitar … a base without any strings

To bring a hollow sound that only emptiness can bring

Jan Wienen