I wonder…

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!

Savvy