Poem: Let us do nothing

As from nothing emerge these words

I have been watching, witnessing

The fullness of humans as they are taking up space..

That screaming baby, that productive achiever, that working mother, the labouring ones

All labels produce noise out of nothing

Can One sits with themselves without labeling them as One

Just, together, I, alone, with, her, them, and him

Echoes from the days that passed

Echoes from the days will pass

Coming through the five senses of The Nothing

But, as The Nothing, is aware of their nothingness..

The echoes pass through and away

And 

Nothing

Happens