Nothingness Poem by Stanley Cooper

As to the concept of “nothing”
I’m confounded by it
Astounded by it
Bewildered by it
And terribly humbled by it

I wonder
Is “nothing” actually “something”?
If true, then how can it be “nothing”
Wouldn’t that be a contradiction in terms?
Or, more likely, could “nothing” be
Just the absence of “something”?

Would, perhaps, Einstein suggest
“Nothing” is simply relative to “something”
And, perhaps, vice versa?
If so, wouldn’t it then be a matter of perception?

Is space “nothing” and matter “something”?
If so, how could we as matter fly through space?
We’d be flying through “nothing”
Perhaps “nothing” doesn’t matter

I’m confounded by it
Astounded by it
Bewildered by it
And terribly humbled by it