Here I am
Between breaths
Possibly heartbeats
In a place
Where all possibilities
Interplay
Swirling
About my being
Awaiting decisions
Upon which way I turn
Upward
Outward
Or the downward
That I have been intent upon
Yet all hinges
On the next action I take
Continuing the same direction
Perhaps
Changing trajectories instead
Until the action after that
Rolls the dice again
Still
the
Point
Is a step must made
Now
Taking that breath
I
Open my eyes
And my heart
To
You
The poem's reference to Old
The poem's reference to Old Possum is very impressive.
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