Mere Illusion

A dreamer once dreamt ‘bout the sky
And all the stars embedded
He picked the one that shone the most
And called it his beloved.

Shaped all its traits to fit him well
Would die for it and march through hell
At once a twitch woke him from sleep
The star was lost and buried deep.

He swiftly paced outside to see
If he could find its glow again
He found the star that shone the most
And came up with a noble plan.

He climbed and climbed towards the sky
As far as ladders reach
Composed for it with all his heart
A love declaring speech.

As all his words and praise were spent
And the star did not react
He’d wondered why his distant friend
Had differed from his dream’s construct.

Whilst searching for the missing steam
One thought had won the strife :
Stars are stones and only in dream
They can be brought to life
Predictions made about what differs
From their conceivers nature
Are doomed to come untrue since they’re
That realm’s itself creature.

All they do is cast a shroud
Upon what’s safe to come
But once it’s lifted, truth’s revealed
To collide with what’s been spun.

The aftermath of this collision
Turns prophets into scavengers
Left to wander with no aim
Deeming life an endless curse.

Yet from all the broken prophecies
A message shall arise
To guard against those conjurations
Revealing their demise.

Rejoice upon the discovery
Upon the lucent knowledge
Let it detect all misery
And every biased image.

Whenever one receives the blessing
To meet others of his kind
For each and every case of doubting
A solution he shall find.