I know it can seem
As if this moment
Is not enough
That something is
Always missing
What could that
Something be?
I look all around
And yet…
There seems to be
A shortage of
“Things”
To capture
My attention.
But wait!
What’s that
Between the branches
Of the trees?
What’s that
Between the clouds?
What’s that
In the empty room
Before I enter?
Why… it’s Nothing
The missing ingredient
The fabric holding
Everything together
I had just forgotten
How to see it
But now… look!
If I add Nothing
To the Somethings
Suddenly the
World is once again
Filled to the brim
No space left over
To add anything else
“Nothing”
Is
Missing!
And when
Nothing is
No longer
Missing
Nothing is
No longer
Missing
It’s almost
Too simple
To believe!
Joy Biscuits 