REALITY

Reality

Why should we complain with God?

About things that still remains the same.

This is the thought we´ve got,

Is REALITY such a kind of game?

It is just a single word

With meanings to fill a world

As a book of many pages

And a month of many days.

Our imagination can`t measure

The dimensions of such a treasure

That is the inspiration to receive

A clear idea of a complex fact.

That lies very far from our touch

Somewhere in the infinite space

We hope someday we would face

Or even get a part in its final act.