Imagine

Pretend to play
the perfect game,
where wants and needs
are both the same.
What you believe,
is what will be,
given to you,
effortlessly.

Pretend players
were made by you,
to entertain,
the board you drew.
Their will is your
reflective ways,
to shine some light
on your minds maze.

Pretend this game
becomes the truth,
an ideal life
splendid and smooth.
Enjoy your world,
take a fun ride,
the universe,
always provides.

Pretend this life
is make-believe,
all that you give
you will receive.
The mind conceives,
what it perceives,
then interweaves,
what it achieves
.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published May 20, 2021

31 thoughts on “Imagine

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  1. A gorgeous poem, Grace!
    The mind conceives,
    what it perceives…
    Well penned πŸ‘ŒπŸ’πŸ’–

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