The Alluding Light | Archishman Dey (9)

I pull the cloak that reveals the morning light,

and everything around me starts to illuminate.

Behind a window reveals itself, acting as a mirror into some

parallel universe.

I walk through my own reflection, as everything around me

starts to move away from my sight.

The air around me feels heavy and I feel voices whispering

around me.

As I left the rugs, the sandals and the clock on my wall

started to melt away.

Then I snap back to reality, it was all a hallucination wasn’t

it?

As I look behind the curtain again, expecting to experience

this new domain that I was just discovered, I am deeply

disappointed.

All I see now is that luscious blue sky,

those birds of paradise chirping as they do

and a deep beautiful sun.

Imagine all the things this blank canvas could be?

I try to push my hand through and it hits a hard stop.

I finally realize that there was never anything there.

Just a figment of my imagination.

I realize that in this thin layer we call reality, there may be

endless iterations of scenarios that we might call the “truth”.