In ignorance I stumble <br />From day to day <br />From age to age <br />In loneliness I wander <br />In the prison of the senses <br />Dark and full of desire <br />Crucified with lust and anger <br />The blindness overpowering <br />Driven by wantonness <br />And arrogance. <br />Until, I became a broken shadow <br />On the face of the earth <br />Parched and worn <br />Barked at by dogs <br />Like a stranger unto my self <br />Pursuing illusions fabricated <br />In endless proliferation <br />A walking <br />Empty hollow frame <br />Of opinions drying in the sun <br />Stretched like a canvas <br />And painted upon by the world <br />A forgery of sublime trickery <br />Framed in imagination <br />And nailed to the wall with conceit <br />Lord, crucify this confusion of illusion <br />So I may love you more <br />Tear apart this forgery <br />Burn it in your Divine Wisdom <br />May the smoke <br />Sear my eyes, <br />And the tears of sorrow <br />Vaporize <br />Within the fire of your love.<br /><br />Wojja Fink<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/confusion-of-illusion/
