It Is Not Real...It Is Surreal Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Reality is not a gathering of fools
It is an orchestrated process of creation & illumination
A thought gathering dust on the outskirts of consciousness
Can be gathered and polished into a beautiful idea
An idea is useless unless the hands of time (or another idea)exposes it from the grip of your mind
It is truly surreal to drink from the lake of consciousness
And yet feel empty of any ideas
Existence on its own is non-existent
It is the glow of consciousness that illuminates the existence of existence
The parameters of existence are not contained in any mathematical formula
They are illuminated by the path of light
It is the Creator's intention to hide the canvas of existence from our eyes
We stare at the portrait of life unaware of the blindness that envelopes us
It is imperative to know that you exist within the envelope of non-existence
It is the ocean of non-existence that gives birth to existence
It is the realm of nothingness that explodes into billions of pieces of existence
It is not even important to plot time in your graph of existence
Because existence is not a time sensitive phenomenon
It is the packets of joy that make up the solid outlines of your existence
Sorrow hides most of our cherished moments
Opening a lonely path of existence
Everything is hidden under the curtain of light
But yet the curtain of light illuminates everything