After the end of the old, before the birth of the new, there is -a disconcerting space, pure potential, many possibilities emerging.
possibility is emerging at
the edge of-
chaos and order;
solid and flow;
false and truth;
virtual and real;
clear and blurred...
If having a scratchpad,
there is-
the palette of colors
you can spill,
all shapes and sizes,
you want to arrange;
to make-
“the art of possible”;
possibility is an artistic thing.
If sowing the seeds;
possibility is emerging;
when the little green,
sprout out,
imagine the garden of delight,
possibility is a growing thing.
If taking a journey,
wander around,
make a discovery;
watch the sun rise -
on the horizon,
possibility is emerging;
as another day is coming...
If walking cross the crowd,
observe those puzzling faces,
catch their fast paces,
listen to their untold life stories -
connect to yours,
transcend into-
numerous possibilities…
possibility is a story thing.
If staring at the sky,
full of shining stars;
search for -
the beautiful planets,
just like ours,
possibility is emerging-
in unexpected ways,
from letting go of-
the current reality to-
allowing an unknown future state-
emerge,
in our immersive,
informative,
interactive,
interdependent;
Universe,
possibility is a grand thing.
After the end of the old,
before the birth of the new,
there is -
a disconcerting space,
pure potential,
many possibilities
emerging....
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