Beyond atoms and empty space is opinion.
Everything something and void, void.
A multiplicity of matter in motion;
changing aggregates of imperishable uncuttables.
You separate a spec from the dust
and watch wind blown mists gather;
run back into the stream.
You noticed such things;
asked only that nature answer .
And although not entirely empirical
your hypothesis has stood its ground,
survived enlightenment; until, by design,
beyond the evidence of your eyes,
answers worthy of your questions
have produced questions
worthy of your asking.