"The weight of nothing"
"Tell me the weight of a snowflake", a coal-mouse asked a wild dove.
"Nothing more than nothing", was the answer.
"In that case, I must tell you a marvellous story" the coal-mouse
said. "I sat on the branch of a fir tree, close to its trunk, when it
began to snow, not heavily, not in a raging blizzard, no, just like in a
dream, without any violence. Since I didn't have anything else to do, I
counted the snowflakes settling on the twigs and branch. Their number
was exactly 3,741,952. When the next snowflake dropped onto the branch -
nothing more than nothing, as you say - the branch broke off". Having
said that, the coal-mouse flew away.
The dove, since Noah's time an authority on the
matter, thought about the story for a while, and finally said to herself
"perhaps there is only one person's voice lacking for peace and
justice to come about in the world".
from The Never Ending by Grahame Russell