There’s nothing quite like nothing;
nothing will ever be.
If I were to be nothing;
nothing would be like me.
But nothing’s a world all its own;
so is it nothing’s father;
or maybe it’s nothing’s home?
Don’t even figure; don’t bother.
Nothing
…1949 posts by
MontyCaldwell
Sitting at the dinning room table,
so many winters ago;
it almost seemed a fable,
as I watched the falling snow.
For it was half a century of years
since that mid winters day;
with other memories, laughter, and tears,
to wipe that memory away.
But, nevertheless, it still existed,
…I lapsed into sleep; though still awake;
and reality’s being, hastily flashed on;
totally confused by reality’s mistake;
it seemed I had entered a new dawn.
I found myself in another place;
not quite realizing where I was;
somewhere, within thought’s space;
I had become there, just
All of us strive for, and seek perfection;
we seek a good match in all we do;
In seeking a mate we want a connection;
what ever I like; you should like too.
We long for a love, very much like us;
each walking, in step, by the other;
if
An island in the midst of a limitless ocean,
is that which my soul seems to be;
separated from land by simple erosion;
while maintaining connection with me.
I’m not really land at all;
but I come from the very same dust.
For all material, both large and small,
There’s a new Wind blowing;
the evil wind’s all gone.
Away, havoc is going;
and it’s time evil moves on.
Evil laid waste all around;
his reign of terror descend;
all wickedness is drowned;
and now, his reign is at end.
Its so hard to start all
…An Energy approaches;
its almost always near;
my territory; it encroaches;
it oft embraces fear.
It brings about all Good;
yet holds a certain dread;
it brings about all that could;
and all that might be said.
An Elixer; a cure for anything;
and all that comes about;
encompasing all;
A withered tree is very old;
it wasn’t born that way;
the flower’s petals unfold;
the beginning of decay.
Must we always scorn,
beauty that’s become,
with age, now adorned;
it’s beauty seems undone.
Wisdom comes from age;
true beauty, from inside;
recognized as a sage;