What's Real?

Woke up this morning with the opening line of a new poem surfing in my mind. The final result follows:

What's Real?

As yesterday's illusions fade into memory,

Tomorrow's come into view.

Today is not real.

Yet we cling to today as if our very existence

Depended on it.

We have created an epic play,

Of Shakespearean proportions,

Filled with drama and tragedies

Which keep us searching for answers,

All the while creating anew.

We are the seekers,

Traversing the planet,

Overturning every rock.

We look at the stars,

And dive neath the sea.

We rationalize the mind

And dissect the body.

We search for knowledge

Amidst a projection of lies.

Our truth lies elsewhere.

Close your eyes, feel its essence,

And you will find what's real.

"The Course in Miracles" has made me questions many things which are prevalent in my life. I'm not sure where it will take me, but I know I will have a better understanding of my world and myself as a result. I plan on undertaking the yearly journey of lessons TCIM offers soon. My only goal will be to free myself of the ego's chains of self-serving objectives. In retrospect, that's quite an undertaking. I will post my progress here. Wish me luck.

Namaste`