Of Existence


I feel the ground beneath my feet
But I’m not sure if it’s concrete
I feel the skin upon this physical touch
But I’m not sure if it’s a mirage
Is the illusion more than what we can put our hands upon
Possessions are nothing to rely on
Existence and desire
Reality from a power higher
To the depths of hell
The triumphs within the fire
The ashes turn to gold
Blown away in the wind
To burn in the sky
So the eyes can see
But forget to feel
The cosmic pull




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