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WHAT HOLDS THE EMPITNESS
"We shape the clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want." --Lao Tzu
I have outlived you by two years and the bread of light holds an emptiness now beyond all the telling of your rhythm colors splashing hope. My hands have not held a brush since the last time I dreamt of you, when my heart was still beating vermillion. The sky hints at a spectral clear. My wrists and ankles collect your sorrows with a gentleness I cannot bear. You took the spectrum out of the world of giving, spilled it into the plane where messages of Lumen take your place. And I am the silence around you, the band of emptiness fulfilling grace.
--Kathleen Nicastro
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