The Ripple of Decisions

There are moments for many of us when the world pauses,

and we stand at crossroads, paths diverging like veins.

Each step, a private moment,

 each choice, a casting of experiences into the still waters of time,

sending rippled consequences.

The decisions reverberate through days,

often through lives intertwined,

a woven curtain of emotion with threads of what was,

 what is, what could be.

Some choices bloom  like flowers in spring, bringing color and life,

while others cast shadows, long and cold, in the twilight.

We are the architects of our own fate,

builders of bridges and walls, of dreams and regrets.

In the end, we are left with the echoes,

 the ripples of our choices like pieces of letters

floating to where they need to be,

 a testament to the paths we dared to tread,

perhaps a wrong turn along the way

and sometimes…

 The loss of a tender connection.

Life’s Simple Rewards.

William Purkey  once spoke

Of what a worthy life was all about:

“You have to dance like there’s nobody watching,

Love like you’ll never be hurt,

Sing like there’s nobody listening,

And live like it’s heaven on earth,”

Love’s Learning Arch.

It doesn’t come naturally.

You go through enticement,

Then whoa,

Is this feeling what I think it is,

Or just a phantasy-guise?