Like Plato’s Cave, we see,
On a small wall lit by light of cheap reflections,
Shadows.
Setting reflections free in our imagined dream,
We make this shadow world live,
In Rich, Bright, and Brilliant,
Colors.
Living is color and light there is no dark night
A person is thrilled to experience,
By dreams and aspirations.
A leap of Faith?
Perhaps jumping in,
Faithfully thrilled to experience.
Are you experienced?
2 comments:
All we are is a collection of experiences are we not?
We ARE the shadows.
Beautifully written.
inkblot - Thank you. What a wonderfully visceral dream we live in,eh?
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