Life in Monochrome
All we see are the shadows, the projections the sun paints across the world.
Our vision of reality is as pale as tree branches outlined in grey
waving on the walls, just a monochrome of real life .
We think we are seeing; we call it that, but we are the sleeping delusionals
proclaiming we understand the world, the fabric that holds us all together
When most of us have never opened our eyes all the way, wide eyed.
Let yourself stay half asleep on a bright morning inside a forest window pane
Let the ballet begin on your walls your paintings your mirror frame
as wind picks up and colorless leaves shimmer in silver and black across your face
Know that we are only seeing what is here in an inside-out view
The dullness even of the brightest colors we can imagine in our version of the world
are over-shadowed when we learn to turn it all right side up and sample bliss.
And yet..how glorious this dance of the branch and flower, the leaf in the breeze!
How we are mesmerized, when a voice tells us there is more than meets the eye…
Look and sway and close them, let it play on our eyelids, until we can perceive.
It is almost enough to bring us to tears, how bound we were and now we’re free…
How far from the truth we were with all our preconceived theories and rationality
Life does seem more worth it, when taking our first steps towards its hidden reality…
June 23rd 2020