All about me the butterflies feed and soar,
my heart flutters, my mind takes flight.
Every second electrons escape bondage, shed light—
this is how I would paint the day, flapping in joy,
instant by instant changing images, changing tune,
beckoning me beyond my world, afar, off on a flight
out of this world where we feel gravity full upon us
weighted by the actual, wedded to the world
until we realize, we are the element called imagination.