Wanting is -- What? by Robert Browning

Wanting is -- what?                 Summer redundant,                 Blueness abundant,                  -- Where is the blot? Beamy the world, yet a blank all the same, -- Framework which waits for a picture to frame: What of the leafage, what of the flower? Roses embowering with naught they embower! Come then, complete incompletion, O comer, Pant thro' the blueness, perfect the summer!                 Breathe but one breath                 Rose-beauty above,                 And all that was death                 Grows life, grows love,                      Grows love!