Real

Free verse, maybe the most hopeful poem I've ever written...

An illusion
Dissuades even the noble
Keeps the Other
Behind invisible barriers
Beyond reach of the obvious

Connection

Like rejecting a gift
For distaste of its ribbons and bows

Illusory wrapping
Falls away in the deeper inspection
That reveals precious remnants
Hope, faith, love, longing

Inside lay a seed
Dormant and waiting
For dignity to rain down
Warmed by shining peace

Pushing through the barrier
Unfolding its flower

Connecting

Its sublime elegance undoubtedly
Real

Author's Note

All comments welcome. This is really an experimentation. How's the flow?