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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