Until you’re lonely you won’t look for that someone.
Until you embrace the pain of loss you don’t know what you’ve got.
Until you stare at a still chest you miss the miracle of life.
Until you feel the depth of emptiness you won’t care to be filled.
Until you realize the grandness of living you won’t settle for less.
So seek and you will find.
Copyright © John Grindle | Year Posted 2020
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