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November 26, 2007

The Sense of Illusion

Caught in a wanderlust in the wilderness,
wondering when truth will rise
to the surface of understanding,
the heat of the day burns away,
back to basics,
naked to the face of the sun,

Beauty contained in wisdom,
intuited,
but still at a distance,
hidden in the mundane,

Inspiration waiting,
waiting,
as life liquidates
into salty drops.

Content just to watch
the desert mirage wave surreality,
lingering in the realm of fantasy,
glimpsing the faint dream
prodding breath to continue
toward the sense of illusion.

Gordon Neumann
6/25/2007

Posted by mwblog at November 26, 2007 06:43 PM