“We die. We become nothing.”
I say, no, there’s no such thing as no thing.
Space is not barren, nor empty, one cubic
centimeter of vacuum brims, teems with lush
immensities of light and time and matter
for a billion stars for a hundred million years.
Within each atom of stone, each bit of breath,
woven within new light and smiling providence,
wheels of causality sing that death and life
are intrinsic to the other, there is no annihilation.
We live on by creating value and valuing creation.