the maze of my imagination

was it as if I were sleepwalking
before I came to the awareness
the circumstances I find myself in
could be the gateway to something more
could walk through that door
in the blue sky of my imagination
could take off my shoes and socks
keep walking until I find
the place where all clouds are left behind
standing alone in the realization
there are brilliant twists and turns
in the maze of my imagination
eyes that sparkle like diamonds
reflecting on the shore of tomorrow
there is joy as easily as there is sorrow
only now I see that treasure chest
full of pirate's ransom as fool's gold
and a vast wealth
in a pair of innocent loving eyes

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