Short Poem on the Origins of the Multiverse

Four voids diverged in the hour

Of my darkest mood

And sorry I could not travel them all

And be one traveler still, long I stood

Until I decided, demiurge that I am

That it would be better to demerge

The unity of the world in favor of
A far less coherent plan

This poem was inspired by the imaged posted above, which I came across on Twitter.  I love the image and wish I could make out the signature so I could properly attribute and thank the artist named in the lower right hand corner.  That of course and a tip of the hat to Robert Frost.