My Light in the Darkness

You ask me what do I need, what can I not be seperated from?

I let the question sit in my mind as all these differnt things flash through my head; my favorite book, my beloved grandmother, gifts from people dearest to my heart. But I know none of these are the true thing I cannot live without, because I have lived without them or I know I will have to live without them someday.

You ask me what do I need, what can I not be seperated from?

I ask myself this question and I remember -no I notice- what I need, what I would rather be dead with out. Something that is only mine and cannot broken or destroyed so easily: my imagination. My imagination is what keeps me whole. It's the one thing that keeps me on my toes it's where I get my own inspiration. I find peace with it because I can see fairies flying through the air above me as I walk beneath trees; I can see the tail of a mermaid return to her ocean depths in a small pond; I can imagine the worlds beyond death.

You ask me what do I need, what can I not be seperated from?

I look into myself and I give myself a smile. You can take my book, but I will still be riding upon a polar bears back in snow covered lands. You can take away my family, and I will still speak with their spirits. You can take precious gifts from ones I love, but I will still have those memories. You could rip my eyes out of my skull and my world will still be bursting with light. You can take my last heartbeats but in the last moments of my life I will be imagining what adventures lie ahead.

I can live without many things but if I do not have imagination, I am already dead.