The wall between the mind and the matter <br />Is still a part of an evolving game <br />But even when I feel it's getting better <br />I'm still surrounded by everlasting pain <br /> <br />A drama is theatrical conclusion <br />To circumstances I create myself <br />Reality is only an illusion <br />I only want that which I cannot have <br /> <br />I only measure colors of the movement <br />And sounds of the voices I perceive <br />Connection doesn't need to be as proven <br />As all the signs I indeed received <br /> <br />I can move on, move forward, stay behind <br />I can convert to anything and still <br />I still insist on following my mind <br />And watch my heart becoming weak and ill <br /> <br />Take off my mask that's made of separation <br />Put on the unity that's made of love <br />The laws that govern me and my creation <br />Still work for us below and above<br /><br />Natasha Romanova<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-laws-2/
