A listening tree

For a long time, nothing happens.
Suddenly, a bubble rises.
Bursts everywhere. Inside me.
A shadow tugs me along
for a little more distance.
The uneven path
is painted with untied ends.
Questions linger on
like the litter after a party.
Silences seep in unchecked.
I look at myself
and the journey till now.
Everything flashes back
in a restive spirit.
I am now spread
on the sky dome.
Pixelated memories
blow up into dizziness.
Universes of possibilities
expand and contract.
Everything zips past once
as I reach crossroads.
And a great scaly tree stands calm
listening to my thoughts.