Possibility

 

Through the bliss of day

The beauty of night

The endless cycle

Of Sorrow and Delight

 

Through the tide of time

The vastness of space

The metaphysical world of possibilities

And the material world of realities

 

A man absorbed in his own thought

Flying ahead from one world to another

Imagining the unimaginable wonders

Moving the unmovable time

 

In his solitude he creates

Masterpieces so perfect

Unflawed and alluring

Almost like the celestial sky

 

But alas, it is the work of fate

That man himself he chains

For he lets not his world of thought reign

Instead suppressing it with reins

 

He gives not himself solitude

Lets not his thought run

And instead lives

The banal existence

 

This though he has the capacity

To alter time

For he has god gifted power

To mix the physical and metaphysical

To mix the reality and imagination

And change the cosmos to will

~Shashank  G