collections

You believe life is
Made out of illusionary contours
Longing for lost memories
You only see afterimages

So long as
Incoming sensation is meaningful
Reward, pleasure and motivation
Still can nourish your hope

Perhaps
You don’t need to
Rearrange anything in reality
Reason, emotion and desire are
The inner urges of a vibrant life
You don’t need to ask
Too many questions

In reality a cognitive mind
Comes and goes
Like a duck-rabbit optical illusion
Figure-ground reversals
Different from the objects
Slowly loses an intuitive sense

Still,
Your doubt and fear come through
The physical measurement
Nothing can be helpful
To a soul’s craving

Perhaps
Within a visual paradox
You can create a jigsaw puzzle
Emphasis on assertion
Let lyrical emotions speak
The meaningful whole of truth

Even though
It seems as an illusion
In proximity
At least,
You can play
Real human experiences