two worlds

two
opposite worlds
both,
strong, magnetic
drawing
pulling, tugging
me towards them.

one
where all
i can feel
is love;
it feels so real,
each sound,
look,
smell, taste, touch
living proof
of an absolute truth
that love is
all there is,
there can be.

the other
where
i just know,
all of the above
is a composite product
of evolution;
an illusion.
where emotions
are but, deeply meshed
fine, almost invincible
delicate steely lines
of business, accounts,
worldly dealings.

and even as i know,
there are no winners
and no losers,
in either worlds,
even as i know
i have to choose
to believe
in one of them.

i trotter
between
these two worlds
back and forth,
in disharmony
unsure of where
to find my peace,
where to settle and
rest.