Zero
You ask the arc of
the sky
How exceedingly
well is nothing operating
In your life?
Alexander the Great met a naked, wise man
Sitting on a rock and staring at the sky, and
asked him,
“What are you doing?”
“Facing nothing. What are you doing?”
“Conquering the world.” They laughed
Thinking each other a fool
In the Temple Chaturbhuj, at the fort of
Gwalior
Carved in a wall, the first zero, nothing
Special
To the Buddhists, Shunyata
Draining the pondering mind
Mathematical zero
Indian mathematicians, their voices
Counting well into the trillions, considering
Types of infinity
Today, the abundant
engines
Their prolific
gears oiled and loud
Churn nothing
In the beginning, the earth was zero
Without form, and void, a seed for ideas:
Calculus, physics,
making love
Christians
found Satan in nothing
As
god was in everything
So,
banned zero
What zeros lurk in your mind, undiscovered?
Ask the arc of the
sky how exceedingly well
Is nothing
operating
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