Tangled Universes

They say that universes run on rails--
that's how they can be parallel. But I
do not believe that's so. I think they twist
and intertwine like kelp beneath the surf.
I think they grow like strangler-figs around
the World Tree. Every branch must struggle toward
the sun, or starve in shadows cast by other
world-lines growing higher on the trunk.

Hung with blossom-suns and planet-fruits
they dust their pollen on the breeze that blows
between the cosmoi high above the roots.
So seek no source for sudden inspiration,
brand-new thoughts and strange phenomena--
it's only universe cross-pollination.


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