قل للغياب: نقصتني.. وأنا حضرت لأُكمّلك

قل للغياب : نقصتنَي
!وأنـا حضرتُ .. لأٌكملك

There is a presence in what is missing.” That presence is our own.

"There is a presence in what is missing." That presence is our own.

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing. When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been. We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

I look at myself but I'm missing. I know myself: it's not me.

I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.

What truly remains of me Is that very thing- my absence.

When your absence is felt, your presence is the essence and it makes a difference.

I lack myself.

Absence and presence have very primal effects upon us. Too much presence suffocates; a degree of absence spurs our interest. We are marked by the continual desire to possess what we do not have—the object projected by our fantasies. Learn to create some mystery around you, to use strategic absence to make people desire your return, to want to possess you. Dangle in front of others what they are missing most in life, what they are forbidden to have, and they will go crazy with desire. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. Overcome this weakness in yourself by embracing your circumstances, your fate.

It is out of the absence of God that God makes himself present,

I always feel how necessary you are to me. But when you are absent, I become still more sensible of it and look around in vain for that satisfaction which you alone can bestow.

Lord, not you, it is I who am absent.