Here

A short pome about thinking.

HERE

I drift out into the reality of dreams
Intent and imagination the tools of my means

The swirling mixture of belief and doubt
Struggle among themselves, working it out

I see in my vision the clarity of reason
I plant the seeds and now plan for the season

Nothing more than intent and imagination
Put into action the principals of creation

Making its way out of the reality of dreams
Matter is created from nothing it seems

I gaze into the creation close, oh so near
I have come to understand it all starts here.

RMJ