Māyā

As her veil lifted,

dreams
turned stark,
reality blank

colourful contrasts
turned
uniformly monotone

Sonorous melodies
were pervaded
by the primordial drone

Exuberant dances
froze into
eternal stillness

Meaningful words
became empty containers,
void of expression

As Māyā’s veil lifted,
it was apparent,
Life’s beauty was her!

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