Multiverse

There were times when we talked through the night, counting the stars of our universe. Today for reasons unknown our conversation runs bleak. I chose the road strewn with stories ringing with laughter on its footpaths. I walk ahead looking back at your smile. We reach a placid lake and sit close together on the brown grass. While the birds pauses their songs, I intently listen to your silence. You pick up pebbles to create ripples. I pick up a twig to create art. When the dimensions of our parallel universe fades, we will return to the universe we share.