Differences

The Lion tamer addresses the dancing horses, and among the spectators, a rose in the hair of yesterday's bride. She has questions about reason, and she stills. Images float around the arena, open to personal perception, there for all to see, and to relate to, or not to relate to. There is a world of make believe and there is a world of reality, and they dwell together in the same place. Illusion attempts to gain control, it gathers its potency and it stands there open. Midnight dancers in colourful garb, undressed and provocative, except for the the angels. Summer has remained and there is guilt in its demeanor, there is a sense of ages past everywhere from Kings' College Cambridge to the night sky to the little church on the corner. And the daughter of the messiah, she has expressed her desire for freedom and she stares at the moon, and if you look, you can see it reflected in her eyes and in her soul. Life is on edge, it is uncertain, it has made no decision. Love is up for grabs, however it can be interpreted, there's an ocean of differences, although the world clock ticks out the same time. And time stares from itself and lies aloof from the moment. And the moment is of an open mind and is given to dream. And within the dream, imaginings, nothing is certain,it is itself open to possibilities and feeling arise,and again they create a world of possibilities, nothing is right and nothing is wrong in this world, when there is nothing certain,and God is open to interpretation and I wonder if he smiles. Guilt can happen to the searching, it can cause comfortable people to estrange themselves, they may prefer to depart, return to a comfort of their easiness. Its all in the realm of mystery,and truth sides with the unknowning, although in neutrality, they still haven't discovered the direction to pursue. Soul has invested power in the mind, and waits for response, waits for enlightenment, waits with time,and throbs in anticipation.