I Ponder Long Poem by moon batchelder

i ponder long upon a thought,
often centuries!
the depth of them to fathom.
doors that lead beyond reality,
seem they to me.
and i, to them - a traveller within.
for thought, infinity has wrought,
and set upon a pin.

i gently tend each trend of mind,
so to realize,
each dream that thought has fashioned
in the chamber of desires.
they come to be, like as a seed
will grow to fruit or flower.
for thought, my fantasies has sought
and given sudden power.