VERDANDI ORIGINS: ILLUSION

“Illusion”

A phantom of motion, a ghost in the air,
Seen for a moment, then never quite there.
A picture that paints, a line that distorts,
A trick of the senses, a world out of sorts.

Step into nothing, feel what’s not real,
Truth disappears where dreams are concealed.
Lost in reflections, drawn to the unknown,
Illusion is everywhere—yet never its own.