Fireworks over the lake –
fairytale magic at bargain prices,
illusion underlying reality.
They make skies darker and waters – deeper.
They raise archetypes from the depth, to loom in the dark.
Do they frighten or comfort?
Or both?
You see with your mind,
you hear with your mind,
you feel with your mind.
What is more real – the ephemeral lights or the everlasting fears,
passed from generation to generation in blood and stories?
There is no way to tell,
but there is a choice.
