Wednesday Riff: The Gap

That place inside,
The inner depths,
That gap, that vacant lot,
We do our best to fill it,
To satisfy those longings.
Unfortunately,
We often put in there
Things which only make the gap
Bigger,
The hole deeper,
The longings more acute.
There is a source of life
A fountain
A free supply that sustains
And satisfies,
Answers the call,
Meets the longings
Fills the gap.
Available each day,
Needed each day.
Some days we look elsewhere,
Try so many things,
And some days
We remember
And come to that fountain,
That source of refreshing,
Life-giving water.

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