Beyond the Aspen Groves

What is it that we wish we have
and that we always wish we have;
And what is it that we wish we don't have
but by good chance, we never have?

And it’s a tale of woe:
We always have
But wish we will never have
And we don’t have
But wish all the time we have.

For long we have wished
A road beyond these aspen groves
Of dreadful silence, and inside
there lies a troubling voice in us;
Of shattered lives and emptiness.