White Nothing by Morgan Wood Yr 9

White Nothing.

 

White.

So simple yet so beautiful. Its calm, tranquil and makes me feel… well, nothing.

Perhaps the shade itself is nothing, or everything.

When I imagine ‘’nothing’’ I imagine a giant white galaxy that goes forever.

No stars, no definition, just nothing.

When I imagine ‘’everything’’ it’s the same. As if all the atoms in the whole of space combined and everything was white. Just like nothing. If I’m stressed I like to stare at white in an effort to make me feel white. Everything and nothing. That’s white;