the illusion of the present

In the fleeting moments of today,
Illusions dance before our eyes,
Alluring us to lose our way,
Tempting us with false demise.

The world we see may not be real,
Appearances can often deceive,
What seems so true may not reveal,
The truths that we should soon believe.

We chase the dreams that glitter bright,
Mistaking them for lasting bliss,
Unaware that in the fading light,
Their shine will soon forever be missed.

The present holds such power to sway,
Enticing us to trust its call,
But if we fail to find the way,
Its illusions soon will have us in thrall.

Oh, let us not be swayed by sight,
Nor by the lure of what we crave,
For in the end, the truth takes flight,
And leaves us lost, without a save.

The present’s veil can blind our eyes,
To the reality that lies within,
If we succumb to its disguise,
We may forever be trapped therein.

But if we seek the deeper truth,
Beyond the surface we can see,
We’ll find the path to ageless youth,
And from illusion’s grasp be free.

For in the present’s fleeting grace,
Lies the wisdom we must embrace,
To see beyond the masks we wear,
And find the truth that’s waiting there.

So let us not be fooled by sight,
Nor by the lure of what we crave,
But let us seek the inner light,
That from illusion’s grasp will save.

For in the present’s passing ways,
Lies are the key to a life so true,
If we have the eyes to gaze,
And find the path that leads us through.