poetry

I looked into a drop
of water. I saw nothing.
But I also saw everything.
I couldn't make out quite
everything or nothing
but I knew that it was
something.

I looked into a cool
shallow pond. But
this time I could
see everthing and
I could see nothing.

Nothing was a cold
and damp space that
was deep at the bottom
of the pond. Everything skimmed
across the top of the water
full of joy and bright colors.

Then everything and
nothing came together
and I saw my reflection.


~Luke Bennett

from Naomi Nye's book Salting the Ocean
Poems by 1st -8th graders

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