Needs

If there is anything in life that we truly need, it is not what we think.

The needs we know are mere scratches on the surface of our souls.

Jagged imprints where life has too heavily or too softly flowed.

Small imperfections that can be fleetingly filled by the tracing of a single digit’s cold calloused roundness.

But in the end,

Their filling simply serves to deepen each crevice, making some imperceptible but through a self-conscious itching,

And others visible to the world as our own personal caverns.

These are the needs we know. And these needs deceive.

Permitting a false and feigned, superficial sense of being: W   HOLE

Our true needs,

These lay hidden from our conscious mind, as it ravenously pursues the illusion that we are solid, ordered, whole.

But we are not.

Our true needs are holes in our very being.

Structural flaws in God’s molding.

Missing parts, left intentionally but without explanation.

Empty regions of our soul that God saw fit to leave alone rather than to fill with our person

Making us the world's living honeycomb.

These holes were not bored in us by life’s ungentle passing,

But encompass and define us through their absence.

They are part of us. And so:

We are as much absence as substance.

And because these needs ARE us, we cannot know them, and the vain illusion of completion persists.

Until those holes are filled

By LOVE

LOVE penetrates the thick crust that the swirl of life’s storms has left upon our souls.

LOVE burns away the film of filth, revealing, weakening, and making vulnerable, that which had seemed so strong.

And finally

We are shown the emptiness that existed within our existence.

And just as the stuff of which we’re made becomes brittle and threatens to break,

LOVE fills.

Fills like water on a dry sponge, softening the hard, tough edges

Fills every crevice, every hole, every pore, every nook and cranny that lay hidden within.

Fills until we are heavy and overflowing and dripping with LOVE’s light, thy cup running over

And the perfection of God’s imperfections is illuminated in brilliance,

As all of your soul’s caverns fill effortlessly with the being of another.

Two melding into one through LOVE’s gentle and overwhelming embrace.

And for the first time, our illusion becomes real as we become

Full.

Whole.

Complete.

And our Needs are no more.