To Be... Nothing

What are we but a crease in the wrinkle of time?

A voice in a chorus of angels?

A single drop in an infinite pool?

To be is to be nothing.

To be is to be empty.

To be is to be small, insignificant, finite.

If to be is barely being, then why be at all?

To not be is to be nothing.

To not be is to be empty.

To not be is to be small, insignificant, nonexistent.

It's all the same.

But to be...

To be is to want purpose.

To be is to transform your single drop into an oasis.

To be is to make our meaningless existence a little more meaningful.