If there’s nothing between us, I wonder, if nothingness exists. Still ‘nothing’ has existence. You think in nothingness, You feel in nothingness, Who said nothing equates to emptiness And that emptiness is vacant. If the distance between you ‘and’ me is space, Who said this space is empty. You say about the space, The space that has stars and constellations The stars whom you gaze And the constellations those predict the fate, Who said there’s emptiness in nothingness. The moon and sea, miles apart Forced to wipe the distance with tides The nothingness therein has ‘power’, So does here. You look ahead there’s nothing, but… But the air that parts us The air that ‘you’ and I breathe.