ATOM

If we see something
in the end, I am content,
even, in nothing, there is
something,

I have seen nothing,
the quietness of nothing,
I wonder if it is peace?

I see why we hold,
here, so tightly,
fighting, is a worthy word
of change,

in some faith, I am my priest,
and my light, of stains,
forgiveness, of atom's age,

nothing is new,
new, is of nothing, in
infinite circles of becoming.