So Much Of Nothing... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is so much of nothing
But it’s nevertheless always here
Keep on with their bruising
From something about everywhere

And they say it’s alright to have
Anything further and all like that
It’s under your skin for your salve
So much of nothing still at

Coming to be of more that it is
It’s like walking in rain and sunshine
Finding the time for the right of this
Through every step out and on line

You are the one to set it just
Bringing it forward with and easy go
With every gift of the surrealist
You will find the scenery and aero

Making me wonder what all is for
While I´m figuring it further out
Something is still here in doing more
Without a stop in any doubt

Coming to be to get it all through
While it’s effortlessly starting
Anything there is always much of you
And never in the lost of departing