There was a gentle nothing floating
A god came along and, upon not seeing the calm nothing,
conjured it into being.
The nothing (now named Yulserf)
looked to the god and asked
"why have you created me, you wretched power"

The God was offended by this question
and simply answered
"I have done nothing more than make you whole, so you may exist as is so"

Yulserf cried for three hundred days and three hundred nights,
for he had not wanted to exist
but was.
Finally, the God came back
to Yulserf's sobbing, and relented.
And so, the happy nothing did as nothings do,
and didn't.