I'm not sure
what I want to do
once a story is told

life needs living
and chores get done
but a vast emptiness visits
after I give the words away.

for all I have is everything I need
yet our need is greater than what I have
and very little is available for the having.
meagerness of reality tests spirits
strong in faith endlessly serving
unknown realities waiting to be revealed.

without purpose otherwise
a teller of tales is empty
when the last word of a piece is written


Mutt Justify