These I Know to be Real as Real Can Be (Though Unsure how Real That Is)

Photo by Jakub Kriz on Unsplash

Earth beneath my feet
Wind in my mouth
Fire in my heart
Dew on my fingertips
Light in my temple —

these, and only these,
I know to be true,
at least as true as true can be;
as real as real can be
which may not be
very real

at all, but still
the realest of all
possibilities.

I turn my back
on your picture show;
I refuse the bondage
of your emancipation.

Wings whereby
dreams unfurl