The Challenge

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The lights are off -- the cupboards bare

Not a stirring can be found

Except the steps of my own feet

Wandering through this empty hall.

Where is the hearth stoked with logs?

Where is the feast on this table?

Where are all the grateful guests

To share this phantom soiree with?

I have just arrived within

These walls so full of potential.

They have not been hallowed yet --

I must give them time. And love.

I will bring in some life yet

Although foraging is a chore --

For with no risk comes no reward --

Per aspera ad astra.