Imagination

quietly...  my thoughts

rise to the top layer of

my consciousness like

the sun rising out of the

east so powerfully that

dark glasses are required;

quietly...  my mind bends

the truth to fit the narrative

that is to be told today to

those who want to listen;

regretfully...  my heart

soars to the uncharted skies

where only hawks and eagles

fly, leaving behind those

who fear the change in

themselves as some sort of

satanic possession of life;

regretfully...  I leave my

old self behind to protect

those thoughts too heavy to

carry into the future that

awaits all of us sooner or later;

boldly...  I venture out of

my soul's spirit and claim

my place in the universe,

floating aimlessly around

thee sky like a wizard who

can only appear in one's

innocent, childish imagination.

4 October 2021