Will O’ The Wisp

I saw you again at the end of the lane,
you were there shining amid the flare.
I got enchanted again as I stare.

I saw you this time in the middle of the fields,
you were walking through the damp meadow in daze.
I caught hold of myself before falling into a maze.

The shore seemed illuminating, the waves were lapping,
the sea apparently danced as cold water kissed your feet.
I swayed in my heart along with the breeze blowing it’s own beats.

Friends call you an illusion tampering my brain,
I smile at them and walk ahead with you in my thoughts.
How can I frame enough words to explain,
that you are one keeping me sane.
You may be there, you may not be there,
this is my life to be lived, to be fought.

All those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those whose could not hear the music.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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