Imagination
My mind ascends high in the lonely emptiness,
floats on the wisps of crimson cloud,
makes a fascinating painting of the fantasy dawn
on the unfurled blank canvas of desire.
Outlined by the tinge of the celestial hue
at the edge of the sunburst horizon,
on the grass of your verdant meadow,
I imagine I’m the radiant pearl of dew.
I soar in the seamless reverie sky
to the halcyon height of infinite freedom,
saturated with the aura of timeless delight,
I imagine I can fly.
In the space of the boundless void,
the charismatic canvas of cobalt gets rolled out,
where in your firmament of fascination
I imagine I’m a beguiled bird flying free.
The bank of the cascading crystal stream,
cradles the gorgeous terrace reclined,
where in your luring rose garden abloom,
I imagine I’m a flittering butterfly.
I float on its flapping latticed wings,
with the ripples of the whistling wind,
across the miasma of drifting dreams
to the flamboyance of your rising rainbow.
Under the star-crowned amorous sky
you come through the indigo moonbeam.
An entranced poet I write a fervent lyric for you,
as the muse is enticed by the sparks of imagination./center>
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