Extraordinary

We break into pieces
In the bestowal
by the eternity of things,
And yet lead this life, half-hollow and
half-witted.
We display visions of eternity
And knell down not understanding
the true nature of our being.
It all begun on that day
When we could find not what is all
about the truth that
would someday set us
free from the world;
It became dream, it became pipe dream,
it became a daydream, it
  became hope someday.

Copyright :Welkin Siskin