The Heart of Imagination

Imagination of my heart, be still Is it not true that thoughts define our world? And bring to light obscurities that thrill. For in the mind, new ideas are unfurled. Genesis, like Einstein’s Relativity, Embrace complex concepts still swirled. Religious beliefs seek sanctity, The pursuit of truths proposes questions. Imagination sees ambiguity. Theories evolve, offering solutions. Discrepancies in the mind’s eye revile. Daydreams and fantasies launch suggestions. Within the brain collected thoughts stockpile. And the heart of imagination stays. Therein lies progression’s basic beguile. Knowledge and true belief soon parting ways, That brings us to the heart of imagination. Are hope, truth, and peace lost in latter days? Has the brain become man’s great coronation? The crowning point too often worn askew. Sometimes men thrive, beneath domination. The heart of imagination breaks through. It is not found imbibing happy pills. It is found in the woodlands or a coo. Imagination seeks God’s foreordained will. For it was set at life’s ordination. It is the brightest view within man’s thrill! Be still, heart of my imagination. My faith combines with facts to find this truth. Man like beast was formed by God’s creation. All…discerning Heaven’s declaration – November 8, 2014 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Challenge Title 'Words - The Heart of Imagination?' - Poetry Contest Sponsor Brian Johnston