Last night you showed me clearly how our world illusion is!
‘See this room?’ you said ‘when we arrived it looked different;
and now it’s full of everything, except for the new Olive Tree’
‘It’s all a random chaos
The walls are full of paintings
Without order anyhow’
‘See how we can adapt so easily!’ and there…
in that instant I saw how illusory the room was,
and therefore our lives … our worlds!