Spice of Life Beckons


[Placed 1st STANDARD CONTEST]

“The Future is an Unimagined Landscape” : Thomas S Monson
 
Created in His-Her Image
           reflections of all that is Real
we are the Unreal imaging Mighty’s desires
on landscapes the Gracious gifted for our play

        And what is play ?
floating quarks, atoms calling ‘You May !’ 
  waiting for humans to imagine, preview form from mental cinematics onto spatial landscapes
            to be designed raw or refined, glittering or subtle, amplified, tapestried 
for each what is desired to buckle 

                  Unimaginable, crystallising 
with courage, curiosity, freshness 
     depicting what was nowise proffered before 
            filling us with pleasurable wonder

                Let Gaia’s Futures Ring with God’s non-linear zings upon beckoning landscapes with Joy, no coy !
             hang onto Faith with tools that are 
                            sickle sharp
soft brushes vibrating novel colours, strokes   
                           confident as pillars
   Imagination awaits golden for all folks :
 fickle, fragile, fat, thin, lively, witty, poetic…

       hide not talents or faculties in fog or backwaters, keep them not dusty, rusty, crusty
            ageless is fluid ever-evolving mind
ready for paradisical pageants, poised 
                          peaceful punctual polarities   
                                                              
     to flourish glow flow knowing that creation
      thrives in Imagination incubating __
awaiting Selves as midwives
to reveal canvasses concealed
swank these uncharted territories 
to be raked, sowed, sprouted as innovation      
                                        healed with zeal 

each Future sports wings to be harnessed 
           flaps potent possibilities 
              power gliding calibrated courage 
Supreme’s Store beckons Life’s coming          attractions ~ 
    We will announce “We did it with candour !”
  
        walk backwards in Time we may, better 
forwards perceiving diverse realities
               to be scooped, looped
   polish creative processes perchant 
             embellish emollient vistas with 
Love’s futuristic panoramas paced

Luminal lace scapes birthing from
            illustrious ingenuity 
    Rise ! Rise ! Cast aside what no longer serves new nerves !                         

pregnant becomings ~ 
                    
                      Spice of Life’s beckons …
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Hind Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 6:47 PM
I liked how you made us "our play" for the ingenuity of His-Her image of what is real. Amazing writing, Ghairo. You're a beacon. <3
Daniels Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 7:29 PM
Beacons recognise one another. Xx.
Rodgers Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 7:17 AM
Dear Ghairo, such a vast, visionary canvas, alive with energy, imagination, and spiritual resonance. It left me with the feeling that creation itself is a living dialogue, waiting for us to join in with candor and wonder. Beautiful! Autumn Blessings, Dear Ghairo, Daniel
Daniels Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 8:22 AM
Merci ! for pop-in & comment, Sweet Sir. Lol, it’s my activist voice. Though I’m sure U do know Creation IS a dialogue. Blessings returned your way, Daniel.
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