Fill me up

Fill me up

One drop at a time

Empty me

Drain me out

Use the container

For something more useful

Than navel gazing

There are so many

Different ways to tie

A simple knot

Will there ever be

A final analysis

Who will conduct it

Will they use a pipet

To measure

The space we leave behind

And what will happen

To the results

When everything

We accumulate

Has fallen

Into the sun

Weighed in the balance

Against something good

We come up short

A vessel, emptied

Of all it might contain

One drop at a time

We drain away

What happens

To the lifeblood

Once it has gone

Can it ever be refilled

When what we have become

Is less than

The sum

Of all we want to be