Everything is an illusion.
Life, Love and our Being.
Love starts with a spark,
an goes up in smoke.
Soon Life follows the suit of hearts.
We believe because we have to live.
But a belief is also like a dream.
We wake up to the sunrise.
Only to see it fade into the dusk.
We hope for a better tomorrow in the darkness of our sleep's night.
Only to see it melt into the engulfing light.
But we never give up this illusion.
Because we have to survive this ordeal.
Then what is this illusion that engulfs our being?
Is it a future based on the trust on the supreme,
or a past built on the dust of a dream?
We dream because we need relief.
Relief from all that is unreal.
But we finally surrender to a surreal feeling.
And we give in to the illusion of Life, Love and our Being.
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Hope you'll carry this forward.
You got a way with words babes