The Illusionist Poem by Jenny Williams
The Illusionist
The illusionist will tell you that
Nothing is as it seems
This life is but a memory of
The dreaming of a dream
Everything you see is but
A mirror of reality
To step inside this looking-glass
Would be to cross the veil of death
But only then can you wake
From your present sleep.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,mirror
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