In a world of unity, where spirits merge,
I feel synchronized, my soul's urge,
With myriad things that humanity should hold,
A poem shall weave, its tale to unfold.
Humanity should care, the illusions we embrace,
Like fleeting dreams, they paint our space,
If we are aware, within the dream we reside,
Consciousness awakens, truth shall abide.
Illusions, fragments of dreams untold,
Whispering secrets, stories yet unfold,
In this symphony, where realities gleam,
Let's delve into illusions, like a flowing stream.
In the dance of existence, dreams take flight,
Guiding our steps through day and night,
If we embrace the knowledge, our hearts glean,
Illusions become pathways, not just a fleeting scene.
Together, let's ponder, the illusions we perceive,
Unmask their essence, with hearts open and believe,
For within these mirages, deeper truths lie,
Unveiling the beauty that catches the eye.
Synchronized, our thoughts, wine,
As we explore illusions, the divine,
In this union, our consciousness takes shape,
Awakening the world, with dreams we drape.
Humanity, care for the dreams we hold,
Within illusions, new stories unfold,
Let us cherish the fragments, the whispers they bring,
And weave a reality where love will forever sing.
So, let us synchronize, our spirits as one,
Unveil the illusions, until they are done,
For in this collective journey we partake,
A mandala of dreams, a shared path we make.