Pure Possibility

Pure Possibility

I.
When I was born,
I was pure possibility,
just a brand new body
with a fresh brain,
ready for connection.

Those connections
unlocked my potential
but also narrowed it.
They rooted me
and allowed me to grow here,
but not there.
I am this,
but not that.

II.
I wish I could float high enough
to see the whole picture at once.
Would it all make sense then?
Would I understand?

But I am firmly rooted
right here,
right now.
I can see only
the bit of world
framed by my own window.

III.
I am discovering that
the closer I look
at the bit of world
framed by my own window,
the more it expands.

When I delve deep enough,
I enter the realm
of pure possibility again,
where all of our connections exist.

By Maria Brady-Smith
Photo by Mike Smith

2 thoughts on “Pure Possibility

  1. Every Sunday, from my window, I can view a heartfelt poem, and my world expands.

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