Empty Vessel

Your pour something in

It disappears

through the tiny pin hole in the ego bottom

you pour something more in

it also disappears

through the now bigger than a pin hole bottom

the more you pour

the bigger the hole

until one day

the hole is so large there is more empty space than vessel

and you finally, at long last

stop pouring


Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

2 thoughts on “Empty Vessel”

  1. As long as they don’t grab the nearest one and start pouring it in there… that’s a real bite your lip moment. I like your directness – you know I do – humans are such curiosities and perhaps we never stop learning about and from each other? I wonder if we ever can be an authority at any age or whether it will always surprise us, disappoint us (and hopefully, oh hum if there’s any fair play) thrill us.

    1. At one point or another we are all the empty vessel. Most of the time we go back and forth being both the pourer and the vessel until we mature and become the observer. 😉 I don’t think we ever truly know enough to feel as if we can navigate life with any certainty, no matter how old we are. Fair play, now there is a missing piece I’ve been searching for my whole life Kiersty. HUGS and thank you for such an intelligent and thoughtful response to my words. 🙂

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