Strange is the perspective of life’s horizon,
sometimes it is real and sometimes an illusion.
As it appears closer within reach, I begin to run,
and sometimes it is a maze, that\'s no fun.
This physical cosmos is the same for everyone,
space-time, that reality has carefully woven.
As we all interpret it in a unique fashion
infinite worlds we make in our imagination.
Electrons revolve in orbits random
everyone has someone in tandem.
For the lucky planets, there is a Sun,
the cosmic centre makes all galaxies run.
Keeping my gaze fixed on the gate,
living an unending anxious wait,
expecting that golden moment great,
a deserving sacrifice for a worthy mate.
She walks tossing her woolly curls,
she is so unique among a million girls,
an insistent feeling in my heart swirls
and gets expressed in priceless pearls.
I dreamt on in an uncaring elation
following only my heart’s inspiration,
to celebrate this life like a vacation,
such wonderful is this tale’s narration.
Dreams map an alternate reality,
a symbol of individual emotional vitality,
transcending the physical dimensionality,
far beyond the limits of duality.
Expedient hope throws a pretty charm,
making the days and nights look warm.
Learnings appear as the insights transform,
we all can find a way if we brainstorm.