Visions

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Apr 17, 2019 

Misty visions.
Visions
of what
might 
have been.
Foggy horizons,
futures
that will
never be.
Visions
of people 
that might
have been,
that I’ll
never meet.
Places that
I’ll never see.
Potentiality 
that never was!
Decisions made
paths traversed 
that never were.
In a quantum 
haze we live.
Potential vibrates 
all around.
Alternate worlds
never to be
explored.
In my dreams
I’ve seen a
few.
All the people 
I never knew.
I wonder where
I’d be today
if I chose
to go a 
different way.

 

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