I grew up listening vast, varied, and fascinating tales,
Tales of lifelong struggles,
Tales of bloody battles,
Tales of desires and of great warriors,
Of heartbreaks and achievement,
Joy and doubt, destruction and construction,
All the times I listen, I question,
Is it life,
Or a place of illusions…
(Source : Remix poem from the acknowledge part of the book ‘the palace of illusions’)
I like this poem, how you weave together what you’ve been told and listen but also question and don’t take it as absolute truth. Well done.