I’ve watched as snow fell on a clear day

And thought of nothing but tomorrow.

How the sky will feel

Lighter,

Less compact and stuffed up

Like a sinus cleared,

Or a game of Connect-Four that is only waiting

For someone to make the first move.

Empty spaces have the strange ability and proclivity for

Potential energy.

But when something comes from nothing,

What does that mean?

Was there something in it,

All the while?