The Fool

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The Fool

“I’m awake”…but yet, I seem to be falling, falling fast into
an endless dream

The stars above gleaming brightly, individually, as if
giving me a path that was written in the skies for me to follow

The moon burning bright, steadily stalking me, as if to
shout out, “I am here too.” pining for my attention.

My journey upon the silver sands beneath my feet in this
ceaseless of sky, comes to a halt when up ahead in the distance I see a shadow
darting behind a tree

The stars are guiding me to it, yet the moon, begs me to
stay focused on it, my mind hazy and curious from not knowing if this is real or just a fantasy

“I’m awake”, I tell myself, but still I am not certain and
my questioning mind gets the best of me

The Moon begs even louder this time “TURN YOUR EYES UNTO ME

AND WALK WITH SIGHT, NOT IN BLINDNESS!”

Even though my head is telling me to listen, my heart says

“FOLLOW THE STARS.”

THUS, my foolishness gets the best of me.

The fool I am continues to say “I’m awake,” as I get closer
and closer to the shadow before me well hidden in the small forest just ahead,

A calm breeze blows through, as if giggling at my inanity

As I soon happen upon the edge of the patch of a forest,
when the shadow reaches out for me and I begin to scream “I’M AWAKE!”

Suddenly, my eyes snap to and I can see the truth as to what is really happening, although it is too late, as I am already in the midst of stepping….right off the edge….of a cliff

Copyright © Grae 2011