Is it all an Illusion?

Is it all an Illusion? - Oil Painting on Canvas

There wasn’t a  jerk

There wasn’t a  flash of light

There wasn’t a skipping of their heart beats

There wasn’t an angel whispering into their ears

On that day destined for them to meet.

Or may be ‘destiny’ is an illusion!

But something pulling her,

From his direction all the time.

And her eyes had to follow him every time,

Scanning his being,

Again and again.

And his eyes silently pulled too.

Or may be ‘pulling’ is an illusion!

As her eyes closed,

He smiled through her lips

And saw through her eyes -

A void being held tightly,

For him to fill and easy

Or may be ‘closed eyes’ is an illusion!

When there is nothing left for her to speak

Nothing left for him to speak

And only silence remains,

They speak everything.

Or may be ‘silence’ is an illusion!

If it all were an illusion,

Why does she pray to

turn the illusions to reality?

When time and space brings them

On the same path to travel,

Why doesn’t their hearts and minds?

                                                     - Nandhini VK

Yet another recorded event of my life. How nice to feel that when I look back at my painting blog, I would have many of my own life moments pictured in it! As the swing rocks back, he comes forth on her front. It moves forward and she closes her eyes against the wind - his being melts away. Love, an illusion?