Poem: There is no room&

Poem: There is no room

There is no room that seeks emptiness

That does not await every hourly passing

That does not stiffen in the brittle cold of the night

That does not mourn when physical presence has been removed

For a room, is only a room when there is warmth

When there is love and light

The kind that breaks through shadows of foreboding

That destroys the fear at noonday, a little child harbors at night

That implores the moments of pure joy

Oh for there is no room that disregards its content

That is content with idleness and despair

As compared to the heart, there is none like the other

For which some have been filled with vanity

And some with treasures none can ever purchase

Some so full and cluttered that there is no room left for breath

There is no room that craves apathetic motions

That is not hebephrenic to its thoughts

That is under the umbrella of chaos

If there is no room for meaning and purpose and peace

Then there is no room