I saw a thought passing
a new thought
One that could lead to so many more
One that would blame
One that would put me on the defence
I saw it passing
wanting to be mine
I saw it passing
wanting to play in the field of my mind
Then it stopped
As if to say: Shall we play?
I looked inside
Did I believe that thought?
Was it to be mine?
Did I want to play?
The answer was ‘No’
I was OK as I was
walking down the street
My eyes opened to the vibrancy of the day
to movements, to the sky
I saw all the colours around
I heard children’s happy sound
Back in the real world
the gift of the mind was clear:
To imagine, to enliven, to expand, to create
To imagine another world, for better or worse
To create fictions from facts
To expand the real into the imagined
and have them merged
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The real or the imagined
The facts or the fictions
To play or not to play
That’s our ultimate choice