How can one treasure
Empty rooms, plates, faces?
We prefer them filled.
Yet attune space with nothingness. 
It is teeming with invisible life.
Things we don't see nor understand.
We require something to magnify it.

How well we occupy
Vast spaces of ocean crescent moon beaches
Even the desert is densely populated.
With hardiest plants and creatures.
Content in their remote obscurity.

Venture into spaces as yet unknown.
Capture its essence like tintype.
Still, it seems, though ponderous.
Hushed waves from afar burst onto shore.
Roaring white noise as foam
Between toes, tickling.
Wherever you go to seek space
Bring it back, as a treasured poem
To dwell inside for all of life.