Filled, Erased

I aim to feel as an empty frame
Poised and ready to be filled, erased
Filled, erased, filled, erased
A portal, ever-changing
Adapting, transporting
Self and others to the unknown place
Wondrous and full, when we gaze and engage

I long to be filled with greatness
Oozing from the frame
My cup overflowing, eternally

To be filled with greatness, surely
Requires a beginning, empty

So, I aim to be an empty frame
Poised and ready to be filled, erased
Filled, erased