We are born from wondrous imagination.
Our ink-scratched doodles are sprawled
on a blank paper, and emerge from
the never-were to suddenly arrive.
We are an unexpected pen-stroke,
and forgetful of how we may have
never been at all.
It’s a gift to have this moment
and to fill our pages with
our wondrous imagination.
Like magic but better…
Because it’s real.