Life is an Illusion

Life is but a thin fragile glass of illusion

Cast in the silvery reflection

Of a fragile mirror

Hiding the shadowy hold of death

Just behind the frame and glass

The illusion of life

Is the depth of its emptiness

Death is shallow cast

In silent background shadows

Beyond the things caught forever

Frozen in the reflection

It is what comes before and goes out beyond

It is that mysterious ephemeral feeling

Of spaces hidden and only half haunted

The hint of a timeless world

Cast in dimensionless, silvery spaces