Everything is nothing as it seems.
Reality not even conceivable in dreams.
From the Micro to the Verse,
Understanding of such might seem as a curse.

Nothing is entirely composed of only one.
For then its mass would be as none.
Everything is composed of much more.
From its atmosphere to its core.

Humanity can't learn what can't manifest in thought.
There's too much for one to know.
We believe we know a lot.
But the truth is,
Everything we think we know,
We know not.
© William Welden