Illusion-Reality - Poem by Edwina Reizer
Step into the shoes I've worn.
Feel where I have stepped.
Observe the places I have walked
and feel the tears I've wept.
For only then can another know
something they can't see.
The ups, the downs,
the good, the evil
and everything that makes us be
different in so many, many ways
but the same eventually.
'Cause all roads come together
no matter what shoes you've worn.
It makes not one bit of difference
your color or the place where you were born.
For like drops of the ocean that evaporate
then fall back down again,
we all will rise to the occasion
and finally comprehend
that everything that we've been through
is all just illusion.
This illusion seems so very real
that it causes great confusion
in the minds of all
who've walked different paths
in this life on earth.
We will all awaken and finally see
that the only thing that was ever worth
If you are into the study of the eternal soul search for my book
'Poetry For The Soul' at my bookstore
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