An aching heaviness fills the anxious heart
And slowly spreads into every living sinew.
All life must pass through this hungry hour
Hungry for love and for that tender touch
Yet in that moment nothing ever exists
But the wrenching groan of agony.
The heart is anxious as it waits for love human and divine. This hunger for love is universal. The agony is too strong for words to describe. The vague feeling of emptiness surrounding the moment of anticipation is the theme of the poem.