Consciousness Explored
Ephemeral waltz upon today's reverie,
As thought drifts like customary veil,
Which hides and later reveals –
Illusions birthed and well-known.
Whispered hymns of an ancient flutter,
Celestial echoes on the nape of midnight.
Did Bautiful light glimpse sorrow?
Lost whispers in perpetual flow.
Flicker between spaces of known–unknown,
Traces of temporary whispers, silence now.
Do you wonder; does lucid water dream?
Perhaps the sun imagines twilight tales.