A/N Never thought I'd update this, but here we are with writers' block again! So, I'm gonna try and write about Imagination (obviously)...wish me luck.
IMAGINATION
Imagine a fountain, a beautiful fountain filled with crystal clear water, yet tinged with a turquoise hue. It is situated in the middle of a garden, the centerpiece of perfection. Flowering plants of indescribable beauty surround the fountain, as it burbles and froths, shooting streams of water into the soft air. Times to stand still, in perfect balance between day and night. Birds sing in harmony with the crickets, creating the bright song and rhythm of nature so many pass by.
What is this beauty I have asked you to create?
That, my friend, is up to you.
Imagination is a wonderful thing. It takes you to places and times you can only dream of. It dances and shimmers within you're mind's eye, always willing to take you for a ride. It soars with the eagle, it swims with the whale. It travels with the angel, it dances with the dead. It offers you a world all your own, and no matter how well or perfectly you describe this world to another, they can never come in, because no two people are exactly alike. You may have opened up another world to them, and it may be similar to your own, but you will never meet someone whose world is the same as your own.
Imagination will take you anywhere, make you anyone. It is a magic few people ever discover to its full extent, and even fewer carry with them throughout the entirety of their lives. It is a gift to be treasured, nutured and grown. It's something that can accompany you through the highs and lows, the pain and the laughter. It is a hope to cherish, a light to shine through your darkness.
And yet, how bright that light is is up to you. You alone can decide how vibrant your daydreams are; you alone can choose how much effort and time you put into your realities. As a writer, the more vibrant your imagination, the better you can see the place you're visualizing, the better you can describe it in your stories and works. Whether or not the reader can see it is largely up to you.
Imagination takes your dreams and makes them soar
Makes your life worth living more
Gives you light and hope in the darkest times
A brillance you alone can allow to shine
God gave us such a gift to behold
A land of your own is worth more than gold
It can never be invaded, stolen, or defiled
Can never be swindled, corrupted, or beguiled
Nothing that happens is without your consent
The creativity within is never spent
So live a little; let it free
God made your imagination to let you live the life you never got to see
A/N:
So? What'd'ya think? Was it good? Bad? Does anybody read this??
Well, just had to throw this in since I wrote about imagination and all.
What is it called when your crush likes you?
YOUR IMAGINATION!
^^ truth.
I'm sorry this is so short; and if you don't like poetry (especially my suckish poetry) then SUCK IT UP I won't publish a poem in this book again if you don't like it I pwomise :)
K so hope you liked it! If I ever update again (and I will) there is a hint in here as to what the next topic will be! {i made it easy})
COMMENT PLEASE!!!!!! If you find out what the next idea is post in the comments and get a dedication! :}
~ marauders4ever
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