At a time I surmised the world was substantial
Yet we only see what we believe is possible
Creating our own realities is surprisingly logical
A recent awakening forced me to fathom this awhile

Our reality is a fantasy,
to each of us a different capacity
Life is a mystery
and so is spirituality

What one believes and what one sees
clearly, two separate entities
Off lies so feeble we feed to fulfill a need
to know the truth, for answers to lead

Through all my research
this is what I read
Assumptions of
yesterday’s world recede

As I look at today in lucid new light
Realizing mystery lurks in all sight,
I observe surroundings without fact
Experiencing oneness, God is wherever I’m at