The Frozen Lakes of my Eyes

The frozen lakes of my eyes
Turn the reality of this world
Into an oblique phantasy
Whose edges are blurred
And indefinite
But whose images
Are of an exquisite beauty,
Dazzling and frightening
At the same time,
Yet, always uncertain,
Telling me that the world
As I see it - never was,
Never will be...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz