In realms unseen, where dreams take flight,
Where the soul finds solace, pure and bright,
Imagination weaves its enchanting spell,
Unlocking the wonders no words can tell.
Within the confines of mortal frame,
A boundless universe our thoughts reclaim,
With every brushstroke and lyric's grace,
Imagination's realm, our sacred space.
Oh, joyous muse, with wings unfurled,
You liberate our spirits from the mundane world,
Through the magic of your infinite guise,
We soar on wings of dreams, beyond the skies.
From whispered fantasies, castles arise,
In vibrant hues and ethereal skies,
We conjure worlds of beauty and strife,
For imagination breathes the breath of life.
A single spark ignites the endless fire,
Transforming wishes into heartfelt desire,
With each idea, a universe is born,
And miracles flourish from creative scorn.
Invention's birth, by imagination's hand,
The sculptor's chisel, the writer's command,
From chaos to order, ideas converge,
As the artist's palette strokes the vibrant surge.
Through imagination's lens, we dare to see,
The miracles that dwell in possibility,
And from those visions, we begin to weave,
A tapestry of marvels we truly believe.
Imagination, boundless and free,
Unleashes our spirit, lets our hearts decree,
The impossible, now given form and direction,
For in its grasp, we find endless affection.
So let us dance on the wings of dreams,
Embracing the fantastical, or so it seems,
With imagination's power, our souls take flight,
And transform the darkness into radiant light.
-Mani
