play of illusions

all that is, is a play of light crystallised as myriad forms known by sages who have clear sight bravely weathering life’s fierce storms if we’re enabled, we can see all that is, is a play of light the sky is veiled by our mind tree fear makes day too seem like the night soul has fallen from heaven’s height this manifest world is but smoke all that is, is a play of light dear heart, it’s high time we awoke if but our consciousness we hone embarking on a wingless flight in staid silence, the truth is known all that is, is a play of light