Something about nothing begs reflection.
For nothing makes possibility for
anything more possible to happen,
than a nothing to ceaselessly explore.
A blank page, a blank canvas, a blank mind,
hold within their inherent nothingness
more than all human expression combined,
whether it be unconscious or conscious.
The infinite incomprehensible
to our finite human comprehension
is best observed with mirror most nimble,
the bare mirror of a nothing notion.
Impossible possible of nothing
gives cornucopia of everything.