The I'm Possible

Can you imagine the impossible?
Or do you look between your fingers
at the horizon?
The unthinkable can free you,
break the bars of old thoughts,
shatter habit,
open space for new thinking.
Even if
it is truly outrageous,
the impossible can still, perhaps,
scatter a seed,
so a new plant can
possibly
grow.
But don’t confuse the impossible
with the merely implausible,
for there’s a
difference—
The implausible fits.
The impossible has to come
from outside
to shake freedom
loose.

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