Where is the beginning
Of illusion in this illusory world?
In the many facets of life and living
Blending hues and tones
In Connection beyond compare
And yet unsure when asked
Where is the blend & breakpoint
In this ephemeral existence?
We are vulnerable beings
In this so called reality
Trying to understand
This illusory life
To the best of our abilities
To be all we can be!
Yet sublime is the point of saturation
Like the subtlety of twilight zones
We are left wondering the why, when,what, who & how…
Of the ascent of light and the descents
Like how the morning breaks in.
Showering upon us the light of a new dawn.
Dawn to dusk,dusk to dawn
Creating the Circles of being
Life happens and we goes on…
Keeping the wonder alive!