Michael's Chronicles: Imagination

I have to admit -- like Michael, I'm not looking for life's answers. I'm just hoping to live it well.

Imagination

 

The beauty of imagination

Is in its utter indifference

To sanity, rationality

And all that implies

 

There is ample time in one’s day

To balance action with reason

To stay in one’s comfort zone

To be thought of as practical

 

There is no argument

That this is a life well lived

And to many I’ve known

A life well experienced - well managed

 

But what of dreams?

Be they at night or by day

What of the side trips one takes

On the way to somewhere else?

 

When we are old

And balancing life’s books

Will we celebrate achievements

Or things never tried

Paths never taken

 

For my part, the mind wanders

I celebrate the unexpected

That which gives me pause

Makes me ask questions

 

My quest is not to find life’s answers

But rather to leave no interesting stones unturned

No greyhound who ever caught the rabbit

Ever chased it again

 

So keep me in the hunt

Let my mind wander on impulse

I will do my best to stay on point

But be not surprised when I can’t

 

I will feed life’s chickens

And milk its cows every day

But if the sun should set

And I have not dreamed

On that day, frankly

My life will have been an udder failure