Possibilities

Conflicted ties to the possibilities,

Harmony, dissonance, clusters and one.

There’s no right, there’s no wrong,

there are principles we make.

A simulation, a destination, an improvisation,

Living life to the best we can make it.

Luck, God, a series of events,

We control what we can and as we become wiser we release from our hands.

There’s no right, there’s no wrong,

there are choices we make.

Whether we do or we don’t,

Our presence has effect.

What you ignore, what you address, are we ever at rest?

The chemistry, the physics, our own intuition,

Like clay we can play and mold countless of ways,

Because there’s no right there’s no wrong,

the universe goes on.