Now the Hazy Mirage

Now the hazy mirage is up In the uncertain air that Magnifies some things and blots out others All sights are unreal And vision cannot be trusted Sea and land have both the sharp clarity And the vagueness of a dream Here we may trust things of the Spirit and things of the imagination But we do not trust our eyes To show us distance or clear outline The far shore disappears into A shimmer that looks like water There is no certainty in seeing No proof that what you see is there Or not there We expect all places are like this And it is not strange to us