Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Poetry - Image of Imagination

I wish that I were strewn across my bed,
Reading a book into the dark'ning gloom.
And as I turn each page the more I'm led
Into a land quite far from my own room.
And as the words draw life upon the page,
As actions bold and fierce do now unfold,
As actors fret and strut across the stage
Imagination gives to them to hold,
As life becomes adventurous and brave,
And each new character of life is shown
Their own part in this drametizing cave
Of mine in which they are to make their home,
Then do I realize what life can be,
Then does this soul of mine fly ever free.



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