Ode to Imagination

 
I’ll take your hand and we’ll dance plein air
through lush wide landscapes along a path
leading we know not where, nor do we care
for over the horizon our future waits

we'll reinvent ourselves
take new parts on stage not knowing the words
act the parts we chose

young lovers masked with clever disguise
made to look old except for their eyes
now hand in hand entering a garden

falling water glinting in sunlight
icicles sparkling on the fountain
frost on the cedars
two ravens calling

Richard M Russell (C) November 22nd. 2022