Imagination
Clouds of many forms, shifting in the sky,
Fading in and out, quietly passing by.
Seeing floating forms in full animation,
Requires a reset of mind’s vibration.
For one must look deeply beyond mere sight,
To see all the shapes in the dark and light.
Open channels of imagination,
Now you recognize the mind’s creation.
Cloud after cloud they begin to connect,
You still can’t decide just what to expect.
Coming into focus from bleak contrast,
The things you are seeing just cannot last.
Seeing with faith through an opened mind’s eye,
Created wonders in creation’s sky.
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