Ethereal Riff

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Nov 04, 2018 

How could
it have 
gone?
I see 
paths,
so many 
paths.
Infinite
in nature.
Twist and
and turns,
lefts and rights.
Fork after fork
choice after
choice.
How
to navigate?
Where to 
turn?
Each path,
unique.
Each path
a different 
reality.
Different 
universe.
Different 
endings,
different life.
Choice after 
choice.
Many
outcomes 
to be had.
God’s 
eye view.
All have
 occurred.
Infinite lives
lived, 
experienced
all!

 

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