There
I sit
In so many
Colors.
There I watch
Pure water.
The wind,
I see there,
And I feel
In new glimmer.
I imagine,
And my imagination
Takes me
Upwards.
I have my
Own sun-fish,
I know.
And I know
At my receiving
Point, I am
Entering to
Another chain.
There I sit
With all common sense,
But I forget
What is happening
On this line.
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Imagination! ! ! Muse of life. Thanks for sharing.