In Playground Of Imagination
Each thing, for me, is an art and design.
In each grain, I see a sign of the divine.
I see and muse on each feat uniquely.
I draw each line and sketch antiquity.
I search, explore, and examine the truth.
With tests and trials, I shun all that's uncouth.
Happy end or sad end—I play each play.
In the gauge of the truth, each thing I weigh.
I split the sun, moon, and each little star.
From rainbows, I remove each shallow scar.
Weak sandcastles and strong stone forts I build.
To witness a skilled cosmic guild, I'm thrilled.
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2025
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