The words of Blake are still alive and well
Imagination’s metaphors are here
To rescue such ideas from our Hell
We must Create before they disappear
Within the mind of men, the mind of God
We see the life of stories we would tell
Creation’s realm: a place we find unflawed
A simple place where simple truth will dwell
Simplicity, like growth through birth or death
Is never simple, like the words of Blake
Imagination’s words are living breath
We live and breathe with everything we make
The Mental Fight unfolds as we Create
A life within Imagination’s state.
