Somewhere between a sunrise and high noon we walked amongst the shadows.
While our eye's feasted on nature's beauty, we were blinded.
While our ears sampled the sweetest sounds and words, the insincerity was deafening.
While our noses where intoxicated by the aromas of Jasmine, Gardenia and Lavender, our senses were drowning.

While the delicacies of home filled the table, our appetites were suppressed.

It must have been that moment when I panicked.
In my panic, enlightenment tapped me gently on the shoulder.
Scared of what was next to arrive, I could not turn around
The feeling of panic and the cool embrace of enlightenment
must have finally opened my eyes to the illusions we painted once upon a time.
It was a surreal moment of truth when the veils where lifted, and my eyes slowly started adjusting to the light, after it's long absence.
Falling through this light I was, overjoyed by your gift.
Now that the reality began to take hold, my heart slowed down from its rush.
These gifts you shower me with cleanse my soul from the traps others thought had captured my spirit.

How I am supposed to reciprocate this kindness? I do not know.
Where ever fate may show, you have me as a friend in kind.

Higher powers guided us through the afternoon as we continued, yet the warmth of the day, drew a cold sweat upon our foreheads.
  In these vulnerable times, where aspirations raped our dreams, and thus created illegitimate illusions.
Appreciation has become our bond. Lies have become our past, gratitude has enveloped our future, where illusions drown for once, and for all.