The Wizards Hat - Musing
- omanaproductions
- Feb 10, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 26, 2021
The Wizard with the white hat
gently bowed to the audience
in darkness,
And softly spoke of
the fragility of life,
The life within the hearts and minds of men and women
like a tender sweet bitterness.
Veiled in its deceit,
the deceit of oneself
And what oneself is,
forged in a shield of Armour,
Armed against its own loneliness
with treachery lurking.
Lurking beneath the sublime waters,
Foreboding,
Wanting,
but never reaching,
And thus spoke the man with the White Wizard’s Hat.
But it wasn’t a white rabbit he pulled out of his hat.
It was the whole universe.
A crystallized world of magical fairy dust
Sparkling with all the genesis of life.
Like that hidden in the hearts and minds of men and women.
In all its magnificence,
In all its resplendence,
Cascading,
Gushing forth
Always present,
Eternal.
So it wasn’t a white rabbit's "foot" he was hiding in his hat after all.

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