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The Illusion
A poem
Seeing the illusion of all
Seeing the sacredness
In a drop of water
the differences that reside
patterned to believe
what makes us different
sets us free
when we are all free
one and the same
heart rhythms for you, and I
allowing our differences to mingle
into the kaleidoscope of the setting sun
breaking the illusion
of separateness
Rhonda Skinner 2021









