This poem was the linkback perk for the February 5, 2019 Poetry Fishbowl, originally posted by dialecticdreamer . It came out of the December 4, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from ari_the_dodecahedron and curiosity . This poem also fills the "walking" square in my 12-1-18 card for the Summer in December Bingo fest. "Unseen, the Yellow Woods" The world is not one but many, an infinite crystal refracting along the lines of every choice. We walk, moment by moment, through liminal spaces that we do not comprehend. The dawn and the dusk embrace our days. The wood meets the field in a line of berry-clad briars. The tide turns, and waves wash away what was written. Our lives grow, and change, and we pass milestones without even pausing to leave a mark. The liminal spaces are there, yes, but we cross through too fast to notice them or the alternate possibilities that they represent. We are always hurrying on the way to somewhere else. Unseen, the yellow woods open and close around us, their transient roads not taken. * * * Notes: " The Road Not Taken " includes the original reference to yellow woods. Quantum mechanics posits a multiverse of alternate dimensions . Liminal spaces exist between defined areas. Becoming comfortable with the liminal world can open up creativity . Ecological margins have more diversity because they can draw on two or more habitats for species to populate them. Permaculture capitalizes on the edge effect .