Out
of Nothing
There
is no such thing as nothing
Out
of nothing were all things created
More
could be made out of nothing than something
For
there was no limitations to it
It
was as elastic as infinity
In
the containing of everything:
Nothing rejected no, colour:
So---it
was colourless
And
with endless possibilities---
Until
the brush of one’s imagination
Painted
it with what was desired
In
the containing of everything:
Nothing held all miracles:
All
that was ever needed
Came
of it---by faith
When---in
him---all things are taken
We
are left not a thing.
And---for
a long while---
Nothing
feels like nothing:
And
the unbelieving---feel cheated---
But
to them that believe they begin again
Knowing
they have all things and they do
Nothing is so certain as nothing
*
-Written today, in: 'Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
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