Yesterday, the thought, if imaginable,
Would have been quickly dismissed.
Yet today, I know and can feel
A complete Emptiness in my head;
And at this moment, begin to wonder
Whether I should attempt to fill it
With something new and meaningful.

But, even if this cavity is filled
With all the countless Absolutes
We know as Love and Peace and Truth;
Soon their partners would appear
Dressed as hate and war and falsity.

So, let this New Garden remain;
Empty in The Eternal State,
Fallow, awaiting seeds sown
From our universe and beyond,
To Infinity plus one,
And the Realm of All Possibility