Nothing.

I am in a cold, desolate life of
night.
A lonely wind blows,
battering the futile torch that
lights my sight into the unknown.
I am choked by fear of
the gloom that blocks my way,
the blackness that stalks my steps.
I stumble about in this deathly,
forbidding forest of regret,
this myriad maze of my wandering.
I am so far from home…
how long can I go on deprived
of a way to the other side?

No gathering years of learning,
no illuminated books of wisdom, nor the
knowledge that drives
the advancements of our time
could ever prepare me
for this journey.
Gold has no purchase here –
you cannot barter for the substance
absent in this place of isolation.
The hunger that gnaws inside
goes on and will not cease.
Human touch, kindness, community
and friendship flees from my
presence. Time haunts my heart.

Nothing matters.

All our plans, all of our achievements
accumulate on the shelf,
like trophies wasting space.
Many spend life chasing wealth and
seeking power, so concerned with
status and their own tastes.
Pleasure flows freely for the physically
flawless while praise rings riot
from a ravaged, ruined race.

The greatness of our cities
and our technologies,
the skill of our artists,
the discoveries of science,
the shock and awe of empire,
and the vain belief in human perfection
or of a superior God or Church to
crush all others…
all our striving for earthly gain is
meaningless.
That path is less than
nothing.

All this pales in comparison
to the power of that
One
Word.
That one word,
transfigured within that
triune expression that
connects us
at the heart of it all:

“I LOVE YOU”

In a world that is splitting apart
at the seams, our lives
unhinged with war-bred
turbulence of struggle and
destruction;
all around us…
all our lives – the point of all
that is –
boils down to that one word.

And I just want to say, I love you.
I love you so much!

I hope I am not too late.

Nothing else matters.

Nothing else.

Nothing.