snowglobe

timelines,

like spiderwebs 

are echoes and  scenarios of realities converging all upon a circle.

Every decision made is a thread within a  a circle within a silken web.

Every choice made in love and in life no longer becomes a cliche.

A part of us follows the regret of a lost love into a thread  and somewhere

another "us" lives the second half of a decision made.

We climb the stairs regretting the lost love

And somehow we see the threads  of the spiderweb golden in the light

knowing we have traversed the other path  where we chose love 

instead of the logic of what we thought of as uncomplicated.;

a diversion of  true decision 

never taking the leap of faith

playing the game of ordinary instead of a beam of light that takes our breath away...

that always took our breath away in that instant when love created a snowglobe in our hearts.;

a moment when words became silent

and the soul danced with the universe.