Endless, Ought, Shadow
Wings of Tale
How can ever I know what all you say is true,
turning the corner you saw a wizard’s face?
This kind of talk from you not at all new,
you are prone to see weird things at any place.
Some times, I feel your imaginings are so free,
with your perception, the world ought to change-
fairy tales seem so true, present becomes history;
pictures from playing cards come alive. Strange
shadows seem so normal. None of those decree
work any more around you. Who is going to dwell
about the way you are? My thoughts are let it be,
go ahead make it known what you observe. Tell
it all in vivid details. Let the wings of tales grow,
merging into reality- turning into an endless show!
And do feel free to read and comment on my review on "The Places in Between" by Rory Stewart.