The thought of discovery
The yearning to know
These doubts that linger
And all the memories within
I cringe and hurt
With every new thought
Those that surface
Are empty without hope
Escape seems probable
A Momentary hope
Yet places and people may
Change yet dont help
Outside seems to empty
and the inside too noisy
I cant help but scream
Into a world that cares not for me
I try to seek meaning
I think I know the solution
Yet there seems to be a wall
A Wall created with my imagination
Free I wish to be
And free I am told I am
Yet happiness seems to slip
And happiness I am told I am
In this discovery I seek
Meaning of all this work
Meaning I am told I give
To everything I do and wont
I cannot but hold a Higher
Behold someone or thing
That which is bigger better
Than me at this instance called time.
I seek Thee Oh Imagination
I seek Thee The dream of man
I seek Thee That fueled civilization
I seek Thee That imagined Time
I am told I am Thee
Yet I create not
I seek Thee for I hold
Thoughts different from that I am told!
In seeking shall I see reason
In seeking shall I see peace
I know not for I seek Thee Oh imagination
That hath created Time and culture of man
I imagine to be someone
Memory and other creatures react to
Yet I know I will die and perish
In the sands I stand upon now!
I seek Thee Oh Imagination
Light up my path and mind
I seek Thee Oh Mother
That lives through my body here and now!
You live for Thy mirth it seems
For I seem to be a lie
I cannot be other than You
For I am but a few pulses of light
I seek Thee for I wish to forget
I seek Thee for I wish to live
I seek Thee for happiness
Which I see only through Thee
It is but my imagination that writes
for I think so I am...
I am ...
