How do you fill that void within you?
In this world, this new world, long since drifted from the past,
a great many people unwittingly destroy themselves
in an effort to fill that void,
a passive existence of routine destructiveness,
severing the ties that bind, each adrift.
The hollow existence of consumption is destruction,
every casual drink to unwind, every snack to satiate,
each and every flashing, arresting stimulation leaving one in a stupor
If we were to see ourselves,
to pause and see things as they really are, as a whole,
how ashamed we would be.
If the privilege of boredom,
which the devil so cunningly arranges,
were replaced by that which humbles us,
we would be as mountains, steadfast, unmovable,
no longer that gaping void to fill,
all is changed, life takes root,
blood begins to pump with purpose around the body,
the cold pallor fled, the unspeakable has emerged,
Glory to God!