Poetry | Spirituality

The Journey Back To Nothing

We start at nothing and return to nothing

Return to Nothingness. An original painting by Francis Lee. To purchase a print at Fine Art America, click on the painting.

If I remembered,
But I don’t.
There was nothing.
Then there was light.

I must have cried like most,
screaming into the world.
I knew nothing.
An empty vessel to be filled.

Language glides in on the wind,
Bringing knowledge.
People wash ashore,
Bringing stories.

Ah, the stories.
Stories of who I am.
Stories of the world.
Stories of others.

I was given stories.
I wrote stories.
Some brought me joy.
Others made me cry.

My library of stories.
Some I keep.
Some I burn.
Many laid hidden.