Dependency

Dependency                                                                                                    
 
At times I am left empty as a well run dry;
a kind of deep nothingness burrowed
 
into the dark below, my Lord
abandoning me (seemingly) to   
 
the last tainted puddles at the bottom;
perhaps, a warning of the hollowness
 
and permeability of the pouch
I keep trying to fill, a dependency
 
that continuously desponds and disappoints me
with its lack of solace, fidelity and satiation. 
 
And perhaps a comparable foretaste
of the non-existence to come,
 
empty of everything –
including fear, thirst and self.
 
O child of God, Meher said, I may give you nothing
and that nothing prove to be everything.