Don’t be afraid of Nothing
when you see it grinning up at you
from deep inside an empty bowl
or lurking on a wall devoid of art.
Don’t be afraid of Nothing
when you’re confronted with
a day of simple wandering –
of lapping up bright sunbeams
or of listening to crocus growing
and the clickering of crow.
When your sentences are stale air
And your silence is profound.
Don’t be
afraid
of