WHEN I WAS NOTHING

I love this for reasons I don’t understand and I feel I should reblog so I can read it again.

keithgarrettpoetry

WHEN I WAS NOTHING

Some time ago it was that i was not here, when i was nothing,

There was no me, i may have existed in a waiting world of the unborn.

When i was nothing there was no pain, no name to be called as i had no breath

I may have had a spirit and soul, not yet known to a mother and father not known.

When i was nothing there was something waiting out there for me, for my eyes to see,

Where was i when i was not me, a thought in the minds of my parents to be.

We start out nothing to be, become flesh and blood, a heart with a name,

The time will come when our days are done, back to nothing from once i was.

Keith Garrett

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