Epiphanies, spark of dark night’s solitude
Transcends to enlightenment
effervescence--- the outfits of identities bubbles up
popping new horizons of dreams transcending to desires
transcending to desires
like the wind and the fragrance that catches along
entwined are my identities, pops between truth and
Daily oh yes daily I see camouflaged personas
they parade through the aisles of life’s labyrinths
I struggle between purplish veils and grey walls
And when you know the difference, Truth and mere truths
You walk with entwined creepers in legs.
But is it just a tale told by an idiot?
But I heard somewhere growth means moving towards
a yet fuller wholeness
and now I remember all the swans in grace,
now I shut my eyes with a smile and music on ears
while sun and clouds play their parts...