Most dreamscapes break the bounds
of reality when floors move like water
and travel is limited only by one’s imagination
whether sober or fever induced
the outcome can be similar
a murky recollection of unrelated
events but in the sub conscience
it all makes sense.
However insane the image may seem
there is meaning in the horse’s head growing
out of a tree with faces bubbling out
from the underbelly, while fairies dance
among the roots and butterflies become
the flowing mane. Imagination, at its most free,
taps in to the ether of the unknown.
Join me in my imaginary journey
to the surrealistic power of an artist’s mind.
Can you see what I see or does your own mind
take flight on a journey of its own imagining
to places far away where anything can happen?
Better to travel to the land of make-believe
than to the fear induced stupor of evening news.
In this dream state, anything is possible
and without real work on the physical plane
inventions, solutions and artistry remain
unless we gather up our tools
to bring our ideas to life.
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