Imagination the wings:

I can fly

I know I can fly

Imagination carries me up so high

Careering erratically about the blue

There is plenty of space up here, for you too

Close your eyes and fly

Way up into the gilded clouds 

Far away from the deafening crowds

With no particular place to go

Wherever imaginations limits allow, and your inner eyes show

Fly upon the invisible trapeze

Sure, you can do it, with consummate ease

Time stands still

Stay up here get your fill

Glide above the gritty small smelly town

Face devoid even of the hint of a worried frown 

I know I can fly

Endlessly as time whizzes by

In the solitude

Blocking out those so rude

Imagination my only need

Effortless winged steed

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  • megamatt09 on Dec 9, 2011

    Flight, the simplest freedom. Good words.

  • Ruby Hawk on Dec 9, 2011

    Sounds wonderful.

  • Margaret Boseroy on Dec 9, 2011

    Wonderful and true.

  • lapasan on Dec 9, 2011

    there is no limit to anything that we can imagine of.

  • Michal Dorcak on Dec 12, 2011

    My imagination makes me feel I can fly too. Too sad it sometimes manifests as a dream where I fly pretty high above the gound – I don’t take heights that well, lol. Anyway, last time I closed my eyes and did a breathing exercise for about half an hour I found myself floating in space somewhere behind Mercury’s orbit around the Sun. I was staring at the Sun – of course only in my head and the Sun was not as bright at is should have been – I could see the details without being completely blinded by the light … Funny thing is that I focused on letting the air in and out of my lungs, I have not even remotely tried to imagine the sun … Anyway, a bit off topic, but I could not ressist to share the experience :)

  • prsol46 on Dec 19, 2011

    Very nice. With imagination, we can do anything!

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