Origami No. 25. "nothing".

tellings of the sounds of silence
but is there a message in the silence?
is there something in nothing?
wait - I hear nothing.
bequest in quiet.

(Origami is sort of my catchword for a featured blog post that highlights my original writings - could be an excerpt from one of my plays, a poem, a song, a rant, a rave, a cursing, etc. Origami is the art of folding paper (the word is of Japanese origin). Or, it could be the creative juices of someone else I know - or don't know. So, within the folds of this particular blog feature you may find something really beautiful, meaningful or poignant.)