Poem of the Day: Thoughts about Nothing/Something

Thoughts about Nothing
Empty head, full day
No sun, nor clouds
Just Space
to fill

Not wanting to be filled
It's not my job
But if not me
Nobody else sees the whole

Thoughts about Something
Mind full, empty day
Paralyzed by options
Neutralized by choice
How can everyone
Scurry about
Don't they see the whole?

J. Eutaw Sharpton Feb. 22, 2005