Life Is An Opinion
Ebullient ecstasy cascades in the rolling valley of time,
changes tenor with the reflection of the chromatic sky
on the parchment of delightful dawn and dulcet dusk.
On the sensuous cerulean canvas the emotive artist
paints the poignant panorama of the unseen dreams,
perceiving the vibrant essence so long ignored unfelt.
Life is then an opinion of euphoria called marvel.
The miasma of surreal trance envelops in perception
the dreams wafting from the obscurity of nowhere
in the furrows within sands of time, past and future.
With the multicolored strands of possessive passion
the mystique mind weaves the tapestry of belief,
shrouding everything that seems dismally distant.
Life is then an opinion of emotion called joy.
In the river flowing to the seamless sea of eternity,
the mariner mind sails on the waves of rapture,
passing the debris of the denuded wasteland banks,
across the broken bridges crumbling behind,
to merge with the bay of bliss in the gleam of twilight,
suspended on the tinged fringe of the sunset horizon.
Life is then an opinion of acuity called beauty.
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