empty bottles

I looked at the bottle and it spoke,
“I am empty, please fill me”

Next, my thoughts went in a variety
of directions, but all returned to a
question in answer to the bottle’s
request.

“What shall I fill you with bottle” I said

“There are so many things we could try,
but what would feel best, what would
make you happiest?” I asked

Before the bottle could answer, I had
scurried around looking for possible
fillers. I lined them up on the bench…
I shall list them for you:

  • flowers freshly picked from my garden and a jug of water to keep them alive for a little while
  • some sand I had reserved for art projects, could be decorated like coloured sands
  • tiny pebbles from the fishtank could hold the bottle firmly in place when wind blew
  • vodka, if he was feeling like he could use a nip
  • tissue paper which I thought might look pretty and becoming
  • some pretty costume jewellery that would fit down the neck of the bottle
  • a punnet of blueberries
  • some lead pencils and charcoal
  • a few coloured straws
  • some bread crumbs
  • some pretty marbles
  • a peacock feather

But the bottle said, rather painfully,
“I do wish you would stop and listen for a minute,
how can you know what I’d like to be filled with
if you do not stop a moment to hear me speak?
None of the lovely things you have gathered will
suffice as all are fleeting.”

“Oh I’m so sorry, please do tell me what you would
like me to fetch, so that I can fill your emptiness.” I said

“Good, now you are listening….please grab a piece of paper
and a waterproof marker and will you write upon it one word
please?” said the bottle

“Of course, anything for you” and off I went to fetch some
paper and a pen.

“Now what would you like me to write on this piece of paper
dear bottle? What is the one word you would have me write?”
I asked

The bottle, being inanimate did not seem to move so much as
glint at me in the sun and said “LOVE”, he repeated this
“please write down the word LOVE and roll it into a scroll
and pop it inside me. Then I will be full. Then I will also be
able to give. The next person who finds me, will take out the
message and walk away, having received the purest revelation.

And what follows, is that I will then ask the next stranger who comes along
to fill me again, for I am empty" he said. “And in this way, I will have
fulfilled my destiny, to LOVE myself and from that LOVE to
reach and and LOVE others. Even an inaminate object such
as myself, can promote LOVE if the person is open to hearing
the message and humble of heart” the bottle said.

I filled the bottle with the message of LOVE and the bottle
looked complete. I watched with interest as the next stranger
saw the bottle with a message inside, picked it up, poured out
the message of LOVE into his own hands and read it out aloud
“LOVE” and as he passed by strangers in the street that day,
he smiled a greeting and felt different for the reminder of LOVE
that was now in his jacket pocket.

So, if ever you happen to see an empty bottle lying about now,
you know just what to do.

empty bottles

© Karin Taylor

Joined February 2008

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