A vast palate of greens weave through the valley
Graceful white egrets glide across freshly planted fields
Delicate visions of purity and elegance floating free of gravity
My eyes too small to hold the myriad forms and details of creation
The higher I get the more I am blind to the surge of life below me
Within me a factory of billions cooperating to survive and thrive
Setting the foundations from which my body either lives or dies
Viruses, bacterias, micro-organisms of all kinds that when competing
Create disease that saps my energy, drains life-force and cripples
The macrocosm and microcosm out of balance must return to stasis
How long have I been lost and floating in illusion?
Am I living in the dream of a parallel self in another dimension?
Neither here nor there, I am everywhere and nowhere
Everything inside me merges beyond the limitations of mind
Inspiration from the void where anything can be birthed
A thin veil separates insanity from reality which in itself is always shifting
How do you hold on to a cloud or grasp a fleeting shadow in the night?
If this be a great magic show, then I am a magician, the source of illusions
Making it up as I go along to mystify and entertain the masses
Oohs and aahs at my performance or simply crash and burn
Futility is a doorway to insanity and depression
Meaning must be conjured by the magician within
Diving into Great Mystery can break the spell of ignorance
Connecting to what is of lasting value: Only Love, Only Love
The magician merges into the magic and is lost in Love