As a child to look ahead, to dream, listen, learn, grow

So much to experience while around the illusion existed

reality.

Time after time to feel the lines, the emotions, the past/present/future

Laughing on the lake when the stars danced, when the witches tried enchantments, and the cats eyes glowed, with even more as the fields themselves became alive

Father knew as he gazed upon his charge, Mother was indeed, loving

Brother strayed from the path, Sister too

With growth the childhood melted away replaced with more reality surrounding the illusion

Military, Farming, Forestry, Building, Writing; more and more shined reality surrounding the illusion

Love…ah yes, the ultimate emotion and so powerful the illusion as now mature in flesh and groan, with laughter becoming more and more the solution

Age is ageless for those seeing/being/part of, reality surrounded by illusions

This place of illusion so many find to be their reality, their world, their domain of being… It causes, for some, confusion. It causes, for most, a reality so real it could never be

an illusion…

Deeper  now with friends far past; distant; lost; gone for a journey on a path leading to a cliff… A fall where they fear yet must leap to find that reality surrounding the real illusions…

For me, it is and always is good. A grand display to watch and experience while trapped in such a fleshy illusion. And as much as a moth sheds their grounded ways taking flight to freedom, so too i as in the deepest depths/highest star heartily give surrender the gentle touch, retreating farther into reality where illusions have absolutely no power or meaning.