More Than Perception

 

The leaf, the tree,
the world around
and the world in me -
all are part of the plan,
the ultimate reality.

It is more than perception
which makes me real;
it is what I cannot feel.

The forces of existence
come into context
beyond my outstretched hand,
and I still don't understand
what it all means.

Still, I see a pattern in a sense,
although infinitely dense
and interwoven
with the finer strands of reason
we cannot achieve.

I grasp wildly
for a thread of understanding
and life's hidden meaning,
but the moment never comes
to realization.

I can never overcome
the illusion of being,
and all that I am seeing
is a dream.

02/07/1980