Reality smiles,
To the unrealistic things.
The falsity umbrellas,
Blind the right sight of being.
There’s skies full of colors,
But it’s blue what one sees.
And the clouds in our eyes,
Seem to shut our true scene.
Life can be harmonious,
But thoughts impede to feel;
And we think of time as limited,
But life’s never has to ceased.
Research your hidden senses,
Lit that light within your soul;
You’ll see eyes and happy faces,
Not all minds may know what’s on.
Walter Daniel Tomeo
August 2022
