Imagination

It's there

you can't see it

or touch it

or reach it

It roams the edge lands

out of view

invisible

a nomad

a gypsy

a ghost

look past it

focus beyond

what you believe

is real

if your mind is receptive

and open

a quick glimpse

may be afforded you

Don't force it

just be

Let it come to you

If it does

embrace it

nurture it

let it grow

Reviews

[Emily B]

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