Sat at computer screen I do nothing,
I imagine blissful scenes,
I imagine what-could-have-beens,
I imagine my head with reams
Of knowledge I can only dream.
I imagine a big pay day,
I imagine what I wanted to say,
I imagine those I hold dear
Reply with words I need to hear.
I imagine loving arms,
I imagine you meant no harm,
I imagine the refused,
The endless people being used.
I imagine infinity,
I imagine destiny,
I imagine expectation
Of fantastical exploration.
I imagine planets meeting,
I imagine beasts retreating,
I imagine men beating chests,
Their fragile call out to wilderness.
I imagine we are light,
I imagine enlightened sight,
I imagine famine and war,
Where we know what we're fighting for.
I imagine I didn't lose you,
I imagine nightmares are true,
I imagine how birds feel
When wild skies are their Achilles heel.
I imagine old hands with wedding rings,
I imagine old ghosts in new buildings,
I imagine infinite time and space,
We go back to the start where we can retrace
Wordsworth said imagination lets us ‘half-create’ worlds,
While Blake saw it as crucial to understanding the world.
The ‘Mental construction’ of reality,
Is transcended and broken free,
By imagination, which is eternity.*
*'We go back to the start where we can retrace everything' references the Mayoruna Tribe as documented in Amazon Beaming and their unique relationship with time through ritual.
*”The ‘Mental construction’ of reality is transcended and broken free by imagination, which is eternity” references William Blake’s views on reality and eternity