Images..

These are images. Those are images.
Here are they and there too.
Within us are filled these images
Without them we woo.
Do they mean something? Or should they?
Their description lies in our perception.
To some are they illusions.
To others a part of existence.
Unable to sense a difference.
Masking identities, seeking accomplishments -
Get blurred these images.
Truly unabated, if is the spirit of exploration
How come all over are reservations?
Time tolls in pursuit - Clearer our images.