Nothing

Before me are steps that lead the way
Climbing to nowhere,
Through mist of thought…
Toward nothing.

Before me is a doorway
Framing the unknown.
Suggestions of hope for more…
Still nothing.

Before me are stones
Placed to create a wall of silence,
Embracing my creativity…
Then nothing.

Before me are plants
Giving color to my reality.
Bringing dreams alive before fading…
Into nothing.

Before me is the way
To the unknown,
Before me is everything…
Yet nothing.


pat sinclair 2010