Poetry by Sasha Lassu

Nothing is Everything

Nothing is everything

One is the divided something

The something; divided from nothing

That is the nature of all things

 

Just like a wheel of many colours

Turns to white while spinning

Where there are all colours; there are none

From nothing springs everything ...

 

... Love is not a thing; but loves everything!

 

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