How fragile is the thread br That anchors us to reality, br That spans the gap between here and there; br How easily we flow br From one side to the other br With barely a thought interrupted; br 'Tis part of the process - br Reason is not selective br Of the source from which it comes; br And therefore may be real or not; br How much of inspiration br Is personal belief br And how much is fantasy? br Do our lives get caught up br In the passion that is word br And the fine line becomes blurred? br Do we become the product br Of our own imagination br With addiction to the written word? br 'Tis a very fine thread br That anchors us to reality......................