Huge fiery red ball in the sky

Your full visage tells no lies

Just a bright glowing light

Eerie to behold, quite a sight



But a natural and genuine wonder

Nothing like mindgames of thunder 

A reality-based visage shown high

And always there, a treat for eyes



Sometimes soured by exchanges

Based on lesser realities of stages

Walked upon to create live theatre

Plays in mind which sear and tear



Then, it's over, and applause ends

Exits are approached as one sends

Messages to those who shared view

Of enjoyment, or disenchantment too



As one then embarks on a new journey

As sun sets in mind and on roads turning

Away from the glorious natural creation

So at odds with shared fantasy, as elation



Creeps into the life forces running through

Our bodies, minds, hearts and spirits renewed

As the fullness we feel from new experience

Then wakes up souls - now brightly cleansed



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

6:40pm Saturday March 28th, 1998