Nothing from nothing leaves....nothing.
Would you say that? 0-0=0.
And yet, with nothing, is the start
of everything in anyone's life.
If, and only if, one wishes to add....
not subtract.
For, how would one subtract,
from nothing?
So it is to add, and with addition,
subtraction from nothing
can hold value.
And the equation becomes
0-0+ thousands of successes,
failures, attempts=worth.
Then, one may subtract, delete,
arrange, to their liking....
for it is not for others to do that
for us.
We are the equation of our lives....
complete with erasers
for our own mistakes.
No one else, no ethereal entity,
or mortal complexity of doubts,
can accomplish what we can....
with nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just noticed..think you left the 'Q' out of equations? ..a fantastic poem, through and through.