In ignorance I stumble
From day to day
From age to age
In loneliness I wander
In the prison of the senses
Dark and full of desire
Crucified with lust and anger
The blindness overpowering
Driven by wantonness
And arrogance.
Until, I became a broken shadow
On the face of the earth
Parched and worn
Barked at by dogs
Like a stranger unto my self
Pursuing illusions fabricated
In endless proliferation
A walking
Empty hollow frame
Of opinions drying in the sun
Stretched like a canvas
And painted upon by the world
A forgery of sublime trickery
Framed in imagination
And nailed to the wall with conceit
Lord, crucify this confusion of illusion
So I may love you more
Tear apart this forgery
Burn it in your Divine Wisdom
May the smoke
Sear my eyes,
And the tears of sorrow
Vaporize
Within the fire of your love.
Wojja Fink
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/confusion-of-illusion/
