Tonight I asked of Time A Question...Part 4

Each little more taken
takes a little more you.
Taking a little more a lot
leaves you, with a lot more, alone.
And a lot less - of you.

When you must have too much
There’s too much you in things-not-you.
What must be had has you.
You’ll have more. You’ll be less.

Things of value lack value.
Value losing things of value.
Overvaluing things of value…
has you gaining the things...
…but losing your soul…
What value is there in that?
Value truth - not the things of value.

Feel the emptiness
of each more, and more
till you’ll need less, more.
Then, less is less no more.

Empty, but offered the gift
of needing a soul to lift.
All dance, love, feel, and shit.
He loves Her, Two get filled.

Sensed by word or gesture...
love transcends mere pleasures...
This gift is Hers to treasure
until time's end, forever.

Image: The Lovers, Marc Chagall