Written by: Victor P.
“Short Empty Moments”
An empty moment,
A strange thing,
A part of a day
That doesn’t seem to fit,
Like something missing,
Like nothing happening,
An emptiness present
And activity absent;
Not even like looking at static on TV,
More like looking at a TV that’s off.
The silence surrounds
And solitude abounds.
Moments last for a little
And pass into the past;
The present is here,
The future’s details uncertain.
Empty moments will disappear
But they will return some day;
Do not know when or where,
Do not know why or for how long.
However long empty moments may last
This much is sure, they will end, they’ll pass.
Do moments of emptiness come to all?
There must be a reason for them, a purpose:
Maybe to think about what’s been ignored,
What was put off for some unknown time?
When the empty moments come,
Make use of them, or at least try;
Fill the void, the emptiness of the moment,
Contemplate what’s important,
Ponder what actually matters,
Think about what you’ve overlooked.
Now is not all that there is,
There’s a future still ahead;
You may not know what’s in store
But the past is gone, it is no more.
Make the best of the time you have,
You don’t know how long you’ll live.
Don’t take for granted what you have,
If you lose it, what can you do then?
With the passing of empty moments
The day goes on, moves on its way,
Another day will take its place
And empty moments may come with it
But it need not be moments wasted
Or moments that can’t be more than empty.
Fill those moments, don’t leave them empty,
Do with the time what will make a difference,
Do what is right no matter who is watching,
You have now, later is not guaranteed,
The end may be very far off,
Do all the good you can while you’re alive.
Glory to God Alone.