Nothing Poem by David Pettus

Nothing

I am nothing more
Than the sum of something
The breath to fall across winters chill
The chill to be thawed by springs will
Whilst the warm days welcome summers breeze of thrill
To only escape without the thought to vanish

I am nothing more
Than the sum of something
The thoughts to string the epiphany
Without a clue to what has come
Standing in between the empty in invisible

I am nothing more
Than the sum of something
To which I had not done anything
and yet its sung