Island Of Imagination Poem by Sunday Champion

It tunes on its tone
As it grows from the depth
Glowing on the universe 
It spreads its wings and flies
Hovering in the deep
Encircling the world
It paints in pictures
Though men can't see
It births the thoughts of an unseen world 
into the ancient and into future 
It arrives even before it gets there
It soars beyond the horizon
It reaches beyond the Everest
The grows beyond the Hyperion 
Deeper and longer than the Mississippi 
Bold and fearless than the Lion
It glows than the Sun 
It travel faster than the light 
It is bigger than earth itself
It lighten up the universe
Not visible; so, they wouldn't understand
It broods all you see
It is the daily bread of the wise

They look at what is and applaud
But I see what is not and ponder over it
until it becomes plain
'oh, here comes the nutty man' 
Am only but a dreamer
Dancing to the tune of his thoughts
Patiently watch the dream seed
as it grows into a mighty tree

With this,
I have gain mastery over myself
Life seems like a deja vu 
Is this not the bridge men scrap to cross?
the bridge men called life?
But I cross over even before I get there
The world and all that is in it
is the shadow of the unseen
thoughts of the mind.