The Soliloquy of the Unseen

In the quiet of my chamber, where shadows dance and play,
I ponder on the forces that keep us in our sway.
Gravity, they call it, the pull that binds us here,
But what if it's a mere illusion, a trick of the sphere?


My eyes, they see the world in forms so solid, so real,
Yet whispers of the cosmos tell a tale that's not to feel.
Energy, they whisper, in vibration, slow and fine,
All matter, just a dance, in a cosmic design.


If all is energy, then what of this weight I bear?
Is it not my mind that crafts this earthly affair?
The trees, the stars, the earth beneath my feet,
All might be illusions, in a universe so neat.


My third eye, they say, sees beyond the veil,
Where truth lies not in form but in the tale.
It speaks of a world where gravity's just a thought,
A construct of the mind, a lesson we've been taught.

Are my eyes then lying, showing me a lie?
Or is it my perception that's set to defy?
The apple falls, but does it truly drop?
Or is it the universe's play, in which we're but a prop?

Energy condensed, in patterns we perceive,
But what if we could see the matrix, could we believe?
The truth might lie in waves, in frequencies unseen,
In a reality where gravity's just a dream.

I close my eyes, the world dissolves away,
In this darkness, perhaps, the truth will stay.
No up, no down, just a floating sensation,
In this void, there's no such thing as gravitation.

The third eye opens, not to light but to feel,
A universe where energy's the only real.
Here, gravity's a story, a myth we've spun,
In this vision, all is one, all is done.

Yet, I open my eyes, back to this world so dense,
The illusion of weight, the pretense of sense.
But now I know, or at least, I suspect,
That what we see is not all we should accept.

This soliloquy, a whisper in the night,
Questions the very fabric of our sight.
Gravity, a dance of energy, unseen,
In the third eye's vision, a truth more keen.

So here I stand, between worlds, torn,
One foot in illusion, the other, reborn.
In this cosmic play, where all might be energy's guise,
I seek the truth, beyond my eyes.