Three Realities
Three realities there are:
the reality of dreams,
the reality of life,
and, though some dispute,
the reality of eternity....
The world of our dreams
is as real as mortal life--
each dream recalled but a
fraction of myriad forgotten.
Yet in every dream we live!
We act, the hero or the fearful,
as we move in those dreams--
perhaps luxuriantly soaring
like a human eagle o'er
hill and dale, town and city,
feeling freer than we've ever
felt in the life of day and night.
Or maybe we drive a car
far faster than we'd ever dare
when awake in a prosaic world
limited by cause and effect--
and always we defeat villains,
overcome the absurd,
and bring beauty to love....
In the daylight reality of life,
we sweat and toil, hate and
love, destroy and create.
Never really sure why for
any of it, are we?
Each of us acts out our roles,
almost like animated puppets
it seems at times--until we are
abruptly yanked off the stage.
Then--only then--will we realize
it was all just a bit part, like some
walk-on role, and the real drama
has finally begun as we enter
(some in glory, some in shame)
the last reality-- Eternity....
Copyright © L. J. Carber | Year Posted 2021
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