Things Are Not Always As They Seem

Things are not always as they seem

And that wisdom though repeated over time

leaves a leeway for the dream

that probably there is something that does rhyme,

and defies the cold reason that rules our life.

The Unicorn looks like a horse

running breathless in search of the dream.

But why the aberration from the norm;

we wonder looking at its horn.

Things are not always as they seem

and that is the reason why we dream.

The ballerina in her ecstasy swings;

the dervish whirls and sings;

the bird on its frail wings

sweeps the length of sky

to land in a region it seeks.

We in a doubt persuade our mind to think

can such passion be true?

Things are not always as they seem.

The ecstasy is temptation;

the prayers of the monks and the nuns

never come true because the stubborn things of life

will never let them be true.

And yet somewhere the Unicorn runs

with that unseemly horn on its brow;

somewhere a ballerina swings

on her tired leg endlessly;

somewhere the dervish goes in a trance;

somewhere slowly bridges are getting built;

somewhere the season turns;

somewhere the sun rises behind the hill

somewhere in spite of all

there is a place and a reason to dream.

June 23 2019

A response to Ross's series 'Things Are Not Always As They Seem'

Hello and good morning

Tighe O'Donoghue Ross

I hope I have answered the challenge