Imagination

 

It sits as part of who we are

an essential aspect of being

A creative force of doubtful origins

spontaneous in full expression

Often pondered upon at length

the fruits of which can astonish

captivate the mind and ambition

Forms, shapes and shadows play

sounds, music and words from where?

Thoughts mushroom into a theatre

to entrance, to tantalise and speak

Imagination is without control

its source a deep well of genuis

Caverns of ideas bursting for freedom

it arrives unannounced

it arrives with vibrating power

it touches the soul like no other

It enlivens our prosaic farm

from where the cows run in alarm

and the horses sit enrapt

It is conjured from a box of magic

whose depths are unfathomable

but whose delights storm our earthly horizon

Inventive of vision and scientific wonder

for all to marvel and adore

The framework of discovery and history

it dwells in us all