Imagination
The fountains mingled.
Undetermined;
Truly unexplained.
Like a showered disturbance
Felt within its comforting warmth...
Brought by dangerous curiosity
and delivered by realization
Undeniable truth was formed
from those puzzled patterns
Unsafe to know for it
so better kept unseen.
Clueless distraction
Bloomed from an answerable one
Reminisced nothing…
But fruitful moments.
Hindrances never interrupted
because outstretched arms helped it,
and one stood in opened eyes.
Calmness had begun.
Then silence reached..
Purely imagination.
Copyright © Martha Tan | Year Posted 2015
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