I looked at the doorway
and saw light and dark
a pathway between
the possible and the not
On the other side
rooms infinite
How could I know
without crossing that threshold
And within
if I held still
my world would be the same
Nothing changed nothing gained
The doorway held
a possible future
a probable failure
most likely a couch or sofa
In between
the atoms held
a cat alive and dead
No chance for escape
Anxiety
To not or to do
Either way a choice
a decision I cannot undo
The doorway held
both light and dark
shadow and sun
neither of which could tempt me
The threshold to
A new way forward
A decision made
A confident step
Would I move
A world open to me
My thoughts are not action
Stillness is a choice
I looked at the doorway
and saw light and dark
a choice not made
between the possible and the not