When? ..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i bring nothing
and i take nothing

give me nothing as
i ask for nothing

leave me nothing
there is nothing to take

accept nothing for
there is nothing to receive

what i give was the
first cry
what you heard was
that first cry

then the smile
that one which you wish
should have
lasted

nothing is forever
nothing remains

the smile is just a
whisper
and whispers dissolve
in air

take nothing
leave nothing

that is how we are
what we are
and the only thing is

when.