Poem: What We Do in the World

What we do in the world
no matter how major
or how minor
causes a ripple
that extends outwards
touching everyone
even those we never meet.
The overworked koan
of the sound of one hand clapping
or a butterfly flapping its wings
is not as trite as it seems.
The stone thrown into a lake
is felt at the far shore.
It might radiate slowly
over days, months, years.
You might never know
the effects of your actions
at all.

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