How terrifying a world without zero would be!

Zero, a state of being, the very essence of the universe.

Without, mathematics crumbles,

physics collapses,

science halts in frozen silence.

Without, the world plunges into darkness—

a realm devoid of logic, stripped of order,

where heaven and earth lose their boundaries,

where currency, economy, wealth, and civilization

become ghosts, unable to be recorded, unable to endure.

One more zero, one less zero—

and the world is forever altered.

Ah! Look—countless zeros roll, unfurl,

spiraling, gliding, dancing.

Their movements whisper of celestial will,

their rhythm inscribed with destiny.

Ah, Zero!

You are the deity of my dance,

the infinite wellspring of my energy,

the lifeblood that pulses through eternity.

Yes, some say you symbolize wealth, money, and power.

But a voice from beyond—soft, eternal—

whispers a different truth:

"You are peace. You are love."