Through the mysteries and illusions of the fall I see nought, for the illusions of the present I see almost as clear as day, and for the illusion of love I know not what mysteries it does hold in-store for thee. Tho I may laugh and giggle I feel the end coming so very near. I see the sun shining and I wonder when will the sun finally set upon my time. Life may only the beginning and I may not know what is in -store for me beyond this life, I live life as if it were a fantasy. I feel as tho I wonder what death has in-store for me. I know I should be focusing on the present and not on the future while I see the mysteries of the things around me in such wonder and might. Copyrighted. Ask permission if you want to use.