CREATE
We dance inside this creative web
we let ourselves fall all the way
into its soft feather bed
and pulling curiously at any open thread,
we tie its strings into crowns to sit atop our heads.
We sculpt our lives out of sweat and clay
and open our minds to the joys of play.
We craft our kingdom from colours and dreams
and write stories of where the human spirit is seen.
We build wings to carry our imagination
and hurl our visions to the sky
we watch them form into great castles, reflected in our eyes.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING
CREATE
We dance inside this creative web
we let ourselves fall all the way into its soft feather bed
and pulling curiously at any open thread, we tie its strings into crowns to sit atop our heads.
We sculpt our lives out of sweat and clay and open our minds to the joys of play.
We craft our kingdom from colours and dreams
and write stories of where the human spirit is seen.
We build wings to carry our imagination and hurl our visions to the sky
we watch them form into great castles, reflected in our eyes.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING