Friday, June 11, 2010

Countdown to bliss

Do I forget to rise?
I rise
for nothing
an illusory desire...
so it seems.

For all the desires
that color this world,
nothing remains solid.
If this finds you willing
for such an angle,
it's just a big, beautiful illusion.

Only when we discover the marrow
of this floating mediocrity
in our so-called reality,
comes a waltz of clarity.

Once we depart,
shall they impart.
Then we may understand.

I tell you,
my friend,
fear no more.
Maybe believing in dreams
can take us there now.
So, tell me, friend
what is the harm
in believing...
Believe your dreams
I mine.
It's just a matter of time
before they intertwine
that we live in universal magic.

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