I'm passionate about
Nothing!
Or nothing
I could ever say.
I live
Between dreams,
Knowing myself
In the soft
Of a feather,
The crunch
Of a drying
Leaf.
There's a universe
Inside this mustard seed,
A living answer
Inside all burning questions;
All my focus
Given to this place
That's no place at all —
"What for?" you ask.
If I gave you the
Real reason,
We both
Would disappear.
Now, steady
Your gaze
And dive between
These words —
The only way to
Have it all
Is to fall in love
With nothing!
