Saturday, March 12, 2011


when i see myself stopped

and consider
the harmony or dissonance
in the echoes of my actions

when i watch myself stopped
and see the sometimes synchronous sometimes chaotic
dance of my choices
swirling outwards and intersecting
even melding
with the choices of others

i'm drawn into the kaleidoscope
of real and imagined worlds
and actualities

even as they fall
around me like rain
and soak into the soil of this world's becoming self