Lord R. E. Taylor Poet Free verse

Standing At a Metaphysical Crossroad

Standing at a metaphysical crossroad
Not knowing what is real
What is imagined
What never was or will be
Looking in the distance
Stars surround a glowing sun in a darkened sky
A rainbow spirals out of control
Spreading from mountain to river
Touching a hundred points of glass
It dances wildly
Never stopping 
Never wanting to be beautiful
Clouds creep along cracks in the dry earth
Never rising, never falling
Surrounding snow covered rocks and life
Dripping veins of the darkest light
Covered a veil of something not yet known
Silvery and liquid
It glows as light hits its flowing surface
Reflecting into waves of misty air
Spreading across the world
Moving on currents of cold
Heated by the fires of the past
Igniting the land before it
Not allowing anything to become too real
Waves of visual distortion
Twisting and bending whatever beauty there is
Not showing what was
Casting illusion of what may be
It must be asked
What is real?
Does the world really look like this?
Is physical reality true?
Does the world exist as remembered?
Does the world exist at all?
Is there a reality?
Is this reality a part of someone’s dream?
Or someone’s nightmare?

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Amy Swanson November 27, 2008 at 9:11 AM Wow, I really loved this. Much of my poetry is inspired by metaphysical themes as well, it definitely spoke to my heart and spirit. Vivid and brilliant, wonderfully written! God bless, Amy :)

Kristin Reynolds November 27, 2008 at 3:19 AM I know all too well of which you write (and it is written beautifully) you aught to read, G.I. Gurdjieff, he explains much of what you speak of - the cold, hard truth. Lovely poem invoking pure thought, love that! Kristin