On the playground of my imagination, enjoying thoughts of
childhood that were a learning experience, filling my mind
with equations of nature and life.
Mathematically finding out secrets hidden in music and it's
rhythms, sliding down slides of formulas, inventing techno-
logical derivations of what was already in place.
Forming and developing so many ideas as a child, never for-
getting a single one of them, joyful and happy, elated when
thinking and imagining.
Manifesting a whole new world within intellect and my mind,
still playing in the past, always grasping, increasing and
creating many more inventions now in the present.
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The title PLAYGROUND OF IMAGINATION is the metaphor which unifies this cluster of poems. And this particular poem adds the element of time in the sense of growth and maturation to the issue. In a way, you have found a different approach to learning which preserves the wonders of childhood'd learning with the gravitas of an older person's learning. The process of writing poems thus unifies a whole life, collapses time in a expanded present moment, sustained as long as you concentrte on your creativity.