Nothing is Everything
Nothing is Everything
I wish I could sit high in the sky,
Alone within the nothing,
Yet everyone in the everything
Laid out before me.
I could watch light be cast upon the world,
Eyes opening to a fresh day,
Warmth shared between greetings.
I could watch kindness dance among interactions,
Watch tears spill from brimming eyes,
Telling tales of woe and joy,
Anger and disbelief,
The drops letting others see a glimpse
Of the lives being composed.
As I would sit on my cloud,
I could see hope wash over,
Streaks of the day’s succession
Splashed across the sky,
Watercolered pinks would announce that light
Would soon wash away,
But there are still a few precious moments
Of cheerfulness and life.
I would then watch
The sun withdraw from sight,
Tucking in the day,
Allowing peace to settle over,
The stars guiding souls into their dreams.
It is then that I would call,
From my stance in the sky,
That everything is nothing,
And I would let it echo through all.
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