
Universes woven
with the fabric of
what could have been
shuffle through the
air in between thoughts
as colorful reminders
of the faces and places
known and unknown,
seen and unseen,
while bubbles of possibility
floating in the periphery
reflect visible and audible imprints
of potential energy
found within a crossroads.
This vernal equinox,
resurrecting a phoenix
from the flames
of solar eclipse
and the ashes of
unjust departure,
reveals a myriad
of alternate options
dancing by in graceful
dimensional waves,
unveiling themselves
fold by fold
and turn by turn.
Born in the decisive moments
where distinct possibilities collide
and alter the serpentine bends
in a fluid timeline,
these butterfly realities,
each more real than the next,
flutter through reeling thoughts
while digging for
the realities lost
in a cavernous mind:
the forgotten,
the abandoned,
the regretted,
each is alive
somewhere
with a story
both something like
and nothing like
your own.
Renee Novosel
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