Imaginative Thinking
Imaginative Thinking
I often have a mind that wanders,
As if it has two legs.
It speaks of very oddly things,
Like zebras with ladder pegs.
Though sometimes it seems to wander,
To places never seen,
Things of weird necessity,
What on earth does it mean?
My mind crosses rivers and it always seems to be,
One step behind, yet three in front of me,
It’s always in constant motion
Yet always standing still,
The gears of natures musing creation,
Creating windowsills.
Imagination is so much stronger
Than one might be aware,
It’s capable of creating more
Than your average teddy bear,
Our magnificent minds can create
Things never seen before,
Imagination of a child’s mind
Opening the door.
Genius pictures oddly phrased,
Painted through the brain,
Potential for a thousand things,
Man is that insane?
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