Imagination

To live in a picture perfect world, like a Norman Rockwell painting, where only pride, and love exist, no troubles

No hate, just kindness, the fields of orange poppies, the white painted daisies, dancing, as the sky shines onto the rivers

Where shadows of oak trees, and mallard ducklings, follow their mother, as the large mouth bass, jumps up for a dragonfly

The deer drink from the running streams, and the sound of silence, the feeling of serenity, over powers with mountainous canvas

The spirit of mother earth, as she gives life, the smallest things in life, those taken for granted, the canoe, paddling, to the next journey

Imagine, the sound of a new born baby, the cry of the wolf pup, the wild horses, running with their colts, and the sound of the owl, as he speaks in the dark of the forest 

Where the sky and the earth meet, the planets shine bright above, the stars illuminate each other, as the colors of the rainbow come out after the storm

The touch of the hand of a man, the touch of the hand of a woman, the tender kiss, the intense kiss, the feeling of desire, the passion for one another

Is this real, is this love, is this a pretend creation, do we only breathe, to dream, is it only our imagination, that gets us through

Let the calm before the storm, give peace forever, beware of the bomb, of a dark demonic energy, only faith, and strength, will see us through, together, we must believe

No time to hate, no time to kill, no time for crime, in a world, of beauty, beyond imagination, we must truly know our future, we must truly care

Just imagine, if we were only perfect, all of this would not be real