What seems to be the end, is now

Looks to be the beginning of a new dawn.

The darkness that we seem enveloped in, has

Promises of a new light .

What seems to be thorns, has roses

In the bushel waiting for us..

For we have forgotten to smell them,

The sight that it holds for us to behold.

Illusion and dreams seem to preponderate thoughts,

With reality being a distant future,

The indentures that spring has brought forth,

Is for us to keep in touch.

For all that life has brought forth, is the

Stars that are part of this great universe.

If the Sun is all that we see, then the sight

Is what we ought to set right.

To be a part of this great expanse is to be

Able to accept the ups and downs.

And not be an adjudicator about the populace,

For the journey is something magical !!!

Mystical Allure