The Nothing

Oh how serene
The silence be
When least expected
And most neglected
Peace and quiet
Is oh so precious
Like a flying bird
On black veiled wings
Its song unheard
But still it sings
Not for you
And not for me
But it’s always been
And will always be
So when the night is quiet
When the sky is silent
Listen closely
But you won’t hear
Not far away
No, rather near
The silence sings
Its song so *****
And through the fog
It’s all so clear
Nothingness rings
In the air
There’s nothing here
But something there
The Nothing is nowhere
Not here
Nor there
The Nothing
It is everywhere
Its song is not
But yet it is
It hides its presence
Where all else ‘tis
Among the blackness
Within the blankness
Where all else is,
There’s Nothingness
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Aristy Avatar
November 10, 2019 at 5:56 AM
I like the depth and beauty of your poem, Ava. It is suggesting and open-ended allowing for the reader to participate.
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 1:58 PM
Hello Ava McFadden, so nice to meet you. you know what? i like this poem so much that it will be my fav. I would like to read more of your poems so keep on writing. have a nice day my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
December 22, 2019 at 8:37 PM
I look forward to reading more of your poetry. have a nice devening my friend.
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