Seen Through Magic

Seen Through Magic

by dan ankers

Seen through the magic of our soul’s

illumination

Are plots and dreams

and even the petty schemes

of these beings

I write not of a concept; a soul

But of our earthly selves

as a whole

Chemicals and all that control

and...

I once knew a man, he was me

He did not know

but insisted he could

see

Well, sometime later he realized that

he was slowly turning to stone and

he was not at all alone

not by one single person

on this earth

in that fact

(If not consciously balanced and checked)

And the more correct one being thinks they are,

the more likely that person has fallen

and far

And it occurs to me, yes

that I did now that very thing

so maybe I have fallen

but there is no turning

back

For answers perceived

as rigid certainties

are like personal hallucinations

that have gone on

unchecked

And if there is one thing in life

that I am absolutely certain about

It is that certainty

is an odd kind of

death

Like a

Shape

with

No length, width, nor

depth