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
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