possibilities

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

possibilities

and actualities

even as they fall

around me like rain

and soak into the soil of this world's becoming self