Only Nothing is Great

Life comes from nothing

Where from came the grass after the rains
Where from the frogs croaking from the wet earth

Where from Snails carrying their homes drift with their  succulent antennas
Where from the ants swarm around jaggery

What attracts, how and from where?

What draws the moths to the light of electrons in the lamps!
Who put the frogs in lakes on hill slopes
And fishes into new rivers?

The seed of life
No one has seen
Enter the womb
It came from nothing

No one saw the invisible hand
That sowed the pollen
No one saw who put the honey
In the pistil

Life came from nothing
The seeds no one has seen
Or has known

We come, We grow, We go
Like the grass that grows
On the wet soil
Perpetually.

We are born from nothing
We die into nothing.
Yet Life is Something.