Dear Imagination,

You set me free from the shackles of oppression,
Tiptoeing on delicate ice
Masterpieces came crashing to the ground where our tears fell,
Broken shards unable to be pieced back together

Crimson roses whispered of some kind of love
While golden, honey hued cattails swayed to and fro in unison
Our hearts were jumbled mazes full of wonder and admiration

You held my hand and locked away my deepest fears and secrets
You gave me wings and led me to majestic canyons that dipped below wide-bellied clouds
That cried and cried, spilling raindrops one by one

The skies darkened into twilight and the stars so many worlds away appeared before my eyes
And you took me there
A moonlit lake and hammock, quiet, gentle

Solitude gave me the best of you, my friend
Those vibrant peacock feathers promising change drifted away in the calm breeze

And inside me, fire met water
Yet both thrived

Together in harmony with you

Yours truly