Teotl

What is truth but a way
forced on others?

What is a path but a road
invented before it is found?

What is a high road save this:
a low one with scenery?

We see through veils when
there are only masks.

We see the phenomenal when
There is just the noumenal

We forget that the illusion
is no less than the real;

There is no duality, no worlds
of shadows and Forms

There is only the world, and
the balances we make.