Mist2

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Apr 04, 2022 

Mist.
Fog.
Quantum
fog.
Stuff of
creation.
Base level
reality,
uncertain.
Vibrations.
Fluctuations.
Endless
possibilities.
Probability.
Shadows
in the
mist.
Souls
enveloped
in the
stuff.
Fog
of
probability,
permeating.
Home.
Possibilities.
Probabilities.
Spirits
wandering.
Boundless
reality
merely mist.
Wandering
through
it all.
Shadows
of what
is.
What
could be.
Infinite
fog.
Infinite
possibilities,
realities.
Mist
reality.
Base level
uncertain.
Existence
uncertain.
Spirit like
passing.
Endlessly.

 

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