is something missing

in us, love

		or is something missing

in me

		or is something missing

in the world?



	


		is everything here

and i just don't see it?

		then something is missing

in my sight





		sometimes i do see it

after all perhaps




		look at me

just the right way

		walk with me

up mountains

		laugh with me

at nothing





		why is it so

rare

		when everything

fits

		and nothing is missing

at all?