wait, not done ...
the shards of glass ... the glass pane, the window of illusion, broken, shattered
the oblivious not realizing the pain they inflict upon others stems from the shards of broken illusion, their illusion, they still believe it is their reality
until the woman walks across the shards, others witnessing her pain, realize within their selves her pain is their pain
witnessing this they come to know it doesn't have to be that way, that illusion is broken, that they are finally free
and the barriers are broken and they come to assist
many walk on the shards themselves, make it to the end, know their pain is done
some do not make it, not quite realizing what is truth and what is not, perhaps they will try again ...
beautiful dream enacae, indeed, meant for others ... thank you
there, now i am done
