I am in the space between......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................make of me what you will................in your imagination I exist if you want........or not..........the choice is yours.....I am legion..............yes you have me to a tee or maybe not....who knows? ? ?
I like this whimiscal poem. When reading it you have pandered to our imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, indeed you are legion, the imagination knows no bounds, no limitations of any human sort. We all make (and are made) , of what we and others will; however, this gives me cause to ponder: What if there be a Other Who’s will supersedes even our own? Then, who’s will be done?