Your Imagination

In the realm where thoughts are kings,

And dreams, the songs that the heart sings,

There lies a power, pure and bright,

A beacon in the darkest night.

When walls close in, and paths are lost,

When bridges burn at a heavy cost,

In the labyrinth of despair, don't forget,

Your imagination is your greatest asset yet.

It weaves the tales of knights and dragons,

Of spaceships zooming past Saturn's wagons,

It paints the canvas of your mind,

With colors of every possible kind.

When you're stuck in a rut, feeling small,

Imagine you're a giant, standing tall,

Or perhaps you're a bird, soaring high,

Unfettered by the earth, kissing the sky.

In the face of a problem, don't concede,

Your imagination is all you need,

It's the key to every lock,

The tick to every tock.

And so you journey, through trials and tests,

With your imagination, you're simply the best,

You conquer mountains, you cross the sea,

In your mind, you're as free as free can be.

But here's the twist, the funny part,

The secret held close to the heart,

The greatest adventures, the thrilling fun,

Go unnoticed, for they're hidden from everyone.

For the battles you fought, the dragons you slew,

Were all in your mind, known only to you,

The world may not see, may not understand,

The power you hold in your mind's command.

So remember, my friend, when you're feeling low,

When you're stuck in a place with nowhere to go,

Your imagination is your secret sword,

In the silent battles of the mind's fjord.

"fjord: a long, narrow, deep inlet of the sea between high cliffs, as in Norway, typically formed by submergence of a glaciated valley."

Much Love,

Mike King

Imagination