WHAT IS REALITY?

© Copyright John Conway, 1998

What is reality

That I have been to you

Your punching bag

Your silent anger I have passively absorbed

While you turned away

To your friends

For laughter and good cheer

To me your frustration and loss

I felt

Your desperation of self and

Lacking an inner core

Of reassuring worth

You struggled

And sought for more

But at the break of dawn

There is hope again

For being so foolish

To believe

To have a dream

While so still

There is a widening stream

Of quiet

Pervading the house

And in the peace

The calm is a balm

Of turbulence and turmoil

The minds eye

Sees clearly once again

Past opiates that lulled the senses

To clarity and worth

And what was won for respite

Was at the price of many a fall

Beyond reason

One can regain that

Equilibrium

Of body and spirit

And laying hopes aside

Through bare hands

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