Ok, I’m gonna let the currents carry me to my imaginations, thus if they are any left.

My imagination is so bright, yes I can see the future.
Though obscured by patches of clouds
I can see streams of light glimmering
Through, hopefully trying to shine
On my face
My dying hope is now rejuvenated
I might be covered in darkness
But knowing that these are just
But shadows gives me joy
Because on the other side I’m certain
There is Light, There is Life.

The clouds are clearing up,
I can see patches of the blue sky,
I can feel the warmth yes my spirit has been revived.
The storm came and now it’s gone,
Yes it destroyed my aspirations,
Some of my dreams were washed away,
Some stood strong holding on to the strong base of desires and wishes,
Though they were covered by the flood,
Relaxed in the darkness keeping the faith knowing this is not how things are supposed to be,
The norm shall be restored that is if the prior was supposed to be the norm.
Yes only a few ideas are still alive,
They can’t give up, they still holding on to the last bubbles of life
Determined never to die but hoping for the day,
That new day when they we see
The sparkling light, the glittering
Of life.
The day when my imaginations
Are reincarnated

By Edwin Chawa$$