What do I say
about nothingness
when what there is to it is what is not there.
Its like this.
There's a you
and there's a me
and there's the breath
that transforms air and its chemistry into life.
From nothingness.
When eye meets eye
and hand meets hand,
there're those miniscule droplets of tears and sweat
that contain tiny transparent bubbles, like little, self sufficient worlds.
In nothingness.
As your heart melts in moments of peace, bliss, anguish or pain,
fathom the depth of its hollowness,
in the vacuum of your existence,
you'll know all you wanted to -
from nothingness to nothingness!
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