With imagination leap,
see my world with your own eyes,
enter it, prepared to reap
what I have sown as your surprise.
Hear the music of my speech,
read my words with your own tongue,
try to find me as you reach
the filament on which they're hung.
Shrink away from all your fears
and leap in faith across the streams
and rivers flowing with the tears
that turn to laughter, as in dreams,
when your imagination shares
my own once you have dared to leap,
illuminated by the flares
of dreams surrounded by your sleep.
12/17/98
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My favorite of yours...beautiful poetic images and the comfort of turning tears to laughter. Thanks for this. Raynette