Into a Field of Infinite Possible Interactions & Probabilistic Outcomes (Poem)

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Into a Field of Infinite Possible Interactions
& Probabilistic Outcomes

Into a field where silence hums with chance,
Where moments branch before they dare advance,
Each step becomes a question lightly posed,
Each breath a dice the universe has closed.
No path is fixed, though patterns faintly gleam,
Like echoes trapped inside a half-formed dream;
The smallest touch, the slightest turn of will,
May bend the arc of futures standing still.
Here causes whisper, never shout their claim,
Effects arrive unlabelled, unsigned by name;
What seems like chaos, loosely strewn and wild,
Is order seen obliquely, reconciled.
A particle of choice, a glance, a pause,
Collides with unseen, undecided laws;
From such encounters histories are spun,
Not by design alone, but chance begun.
We walk, not knowing which of many threads
Will stitch tomorrow to the words we said;
Yet meaning forms where uncertainty resides—
In how we move while probability decides.
So enter gently, knowing this is true:
The field responds, but first observes you.