Reflected Response - Prismattic Ascension
The truth, my dear, is factly clear
Never are we alone.
Thoughts and dreams, most precious things
Are felt and not quite shown.
Though the illusion is programmed
Deeply in the mind
You hold the power to change it
At any given time
All the critters, on ground, in tree,
They are no different from you and me
At a scale molecularly.
All we are is energy ever flowing
A bit of life, a moment in time
You've got the choice
How will you shine?