My Mirage

My Mirage

Scattered lavishly across the road ahead,
It glistened. I know what I saw.
I don’t care that the water is radiated heat.
What is radiated heat, anyway?
Who cares about radia—-Who cares?

I know what I saw…
Reflections in the water…
Distant clouds, grey-blue mountains…
Hazy skies with red scribblings…
White silos and the thick uneven border of trees on the horizon,
Cool water.

I know what I…saw…What happened?
Now, it’s gone.
Strange. It was there, I promise. Really.
Oh! Up there, farther on.
I lost it, momentarily. Something made it move.
But, it’s still there…bigger and better than ever.

I just have to be patient. People will try
To talk me out of it, but they don’t know.
I see love up ahead. Unconditional acceptance.
I will never be any happier. My way, my say.
My choice, my body, my life. The real me.

Get out of my way.
I know where I’m going.
One day it will stop moving.
I will drink that water, one day.
I promise. I don’t care what you say.
I know what I saw.
Mirages are real.