Furnish Yourself With Nothing & Possess All Poem by Mark Heathcote

The land is furnished not with precious metals
not with precious stones
the land, before us, is furnished, with life & love
life presents its self as hunger searching
love presents another-self as a found gift
after & following hunger, we feel less hungry
but still, that other self isn't enough.
So furnish yourself with nothing & possess all
live life like a stream always arriving
love without hunger & deluge on more than just the land.





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The land is furnished not with precious metals
Not with precious stones
The land, before us, is furnished, with life and love
Moments of untold gold
Life presents its self as hunger searching
Love presents another-self as a found gift
After and following hunger we feel less hungry
But still, that other-self isn't enough.
So furnish yourself with nothing and possess all
Those dispersing clouds, bitter tears of mortal bliss
Live life like a stream always arriving
Love without hunger and deluge on more than just the land.
With an unquenchable thirst
Till your own heart is ready to bear fruit and burst.