Everything depends on sensitivity to initial conditions.
A first principle of Chaos Theory.
Monday morning and
the melancholy masses
begin their trudge,
worming down
the highways and train tracks
or hitting the tasks
immediate to home,
family or farm.
Meanwhile, a butterfly
moves its wings
in Hong Kong
and a rainstorm begins
in the Amazon.
At the same time,
a genuinely glad
human being
opens a door
and out from its
opening happiness pours—
Imagine what will happen
to the world
from that single
catastrophically
wonderful
event!
This poem is from The Frequency of Light
by Alla Renée Bozarth, copyright 2011.
All rights reserved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautiful poem. Great write. May i invite you to read my poem called Astral plane.