Reality, the world we know,
Where dreams and hopes come and go,
Where life unfolds in ways untold,
And stories are yet to be told.
It's a place of joy and sorrow,
Where today may be bright, tomorrow - tomorrow,
Where love and hate, peace and war,
Are part of life's eternal score.
Reality can be harsh and cruel,
With challenges that seem to rule,
But it can also be kind and fair,
With moments of grace that we share.
It's where we find our truest selves,
And where we learn to face ourselves,
Where we embrace the good and bad,
And learn to love all that we have.
Reality, a canvas so vast,
With colors that blend and contrast,
It's a work of art that we all create,
A masterpiece that we celebrate.
Reality, a curious thing,
Not always what it seems to bring.
Perception warps and bends the view,
What's true to me may not be to you.
A world of fact and fantasy,
Intersecting constantly.
Our senses guide us through the haze,
But often lead us astray.
The present moment, all we know,
Past and future but a show.
The only truth we can perceive,
The now, the present, and believe.
The world around us, both light and dark,
An ever-changing, unpredictable ark.
Our senses perceive, but do they deceive?
Is what we see, what we believe?