The Coat Of Time Poem by Janet Willemien Mulligan

The sensations I feel
They are real
I perceive.
And I believe,
Though, others might disagree
Of the inherant beauty
It does give rise inside of me.
Of course, a physical manifestation,
Everyone has experienced such elation.
I feel as if somehow it's real.
And if it does exist,
Then distorted is the claim
That is to persist.
For like hard iron and solid steel,
Majority has a visible fist.
And forever I sit
Out amongst the ranks of misfits.
Truth is found whence in eternity,
But I am of subject to a material reality.