We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
— William Shakespeare

I know my dimensions
body//mind.
What is beyond?
Can I grab lightning
from thin air?
Can I stretch
though the fog
and grab my hand?
So small at times
but not forget my infinity.
Imagination is boundless.
What might I be tomorrow?

Inspired by Shaunta Grimes on the Commonplace Book Project