a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Choices

A choice is a rock thrown into a pond,
 the ripples move outward,
with no knowledge of how far they reach.

I wonder about choices,
choosing this path or that,
 would the ripples change?

Today, I stop to throw a pebble
and view a different path,
and dream of changes.

7 comments:

Nora said...

A pebble makes smaller ripples than a rock. Are you thinking about little changes, or making small waves? I'm curious as to what is going on inside that head of yours.

colenic said...

Well, I hope that the ripples bring the changes that you are looking for.

Jules said...

May the ripples bring all your dreams into view.

Did you snatch that pebble from someones hand? :D
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

Rosabelllle said...

Hello, Very interesting concept. I haven't thought of the decisions we make in life as if they were ripples. This is very true. The articles we read in life really make you think. I learn something new everyday.
Thank You
-Rosabelllle

Clarissa Draper said...

I think I get it. Each rock or pebble will cause different ripples. If you pick up the right pebble, it can change the result of the waves you have to endure.

CD

Pat said...

Interesting concept.

Do you have these prickly pear cactus in Arkansas?

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Make a huge splash, Gail!

~Lisa

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