When the mind is free to wonder
But often chooses to fonder.
In corners where it should not be
Learning things one cannot see.
Where touch and feel fail,
The mind pushes back the hourly vail.
It expands lessons learned in sun and rain
And causes one to marvel from where they came.
Of trails that were blazed through trial,
In recollection, lead one to smile.
Mountains climbed and sidewalks ran
The squishy ray and the great eagle’s span
Are brought back to life in stunning detail.
So when the mind is spinning without fail
Remember to ponder, and avoid the pale and stale.
For nothing lived truly has to sleep and die
When memory reminds them how to live and fly.