ILLUSIONS

Crystal prism dreams,
All shattered,
into rainbow colors.
Splintered against
the windows.
How life can
shade and change,
all feathered,
fanned out in
overlapping ombre hues.
Oh, Dream,
Oh, life,
and which is real?
Perhaps both?
Or neither-----
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ORIG. Poem-by-CGZ
Copyright-January-2009