IS LIFE A FANTASY

IS LIFE A FANTASY By Cindy J. Smith

Every morning it happens

I find myself in the "present"

The "here and now" of my life

People and objects imprecisely familiar

Skeletons from a forgotten past?

I wonder

Perhaps they are merely illusions

Vague representations of my dreams

Nightmares that have gained substance

Delusions incarnated by imagination

Interacting with what is before me

I create new moments of my existence

New "presents" becoming part of my life story

Each one interpreted by me

Then recorded for all eternity

Mysteriously lost in a mist

Until brought back into my "now"

In a vision, or simply a memory

Superficially distinct

Yet leaving me feeling strange

Uncertain in its veracity

Is it a figment of my imagination

A spectre created by my psyche

Something to help me navigate the realm before me

Spurring me toward the future

Guiding me as I meander through time

Am I penning the story of me

Or do I live in a fantasy called "My Life"