Doris Cornago

To Him Who Pleads Fill Me - Poem by Doris Cornago

Not empty,
don't despair
You are complete
in yourself as you wait
for fullness the universe
favors you with attention
spilling bountifully on one
ready to accept - a vessel
emptied out of expectation
invites friendly exploration.

no disguises,
no commitments.
no masks, no ruses
no fuses to defuse.
no requirements,
no sentiments.

Come to the pool
from where everybody
drinks - our anonymity
makes us blood brothers
helping each other
makes us stronger
binding tightly
in a circle
emptying out
one to another.

Get in line,
open your tight fists,
stop hiding your core,
let spill your thoughts,
empty your mind,
flow formless like
water in a vessel,
flow in a circle
giving and receiving
never emptying out -
Fulfilled at last!

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written in answer to another poet's plead to fill him with emotion as he is empty. The secret of being filled is in giving, not in taking - this is the message this poet gives to the other needy poet who suddenly disappeared due to a system glitch.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 7, 2013

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