Nothing

I want to be the nothing
That you don't see but know it's there.
The blank on the page or the hole in the wall
The useful part of a window

I want to be the nothing
Live and die unseen but forever in the heart
That warmth of the sun or the cool of the breeze.
The useful part of the burning wood

I want to be the nothing
In which you gaze in wonder for unknown reasons
The space between or the reflection of hope.
The breath you hold when love takes your heart.

I want to be.

~ Jason