Today's Stichomancy for Donald Rumsfeld

The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale:

And filled them every one With tenderness and nobleness, April and the sun.

The old empty dreams Where my thoughts would throng Are far too full of happiness To even hold a song.

Oh, the empty dreams were dim And the empty dreams were wide, They were sweet and shadowy houses Where my thoughts could hide.