Imagination's Fail-Safe
If no father takes my hand
I'll make Care my father
If no mother wipes my tears
I'll embrace Order
If no friend stands beside me
I'll make Quiet my friend
If no enemy presents lessons
I'll welcome other Shadowed light
If a roof is not for me
I'll make Audacity my shelter
If my eyes fail to see
I'll Listen
No ears
I'll Think
No thought
I'll Wait
For tactic
I'll respect Trust
For strategy
Detachment
If no fortune comes my way
My Means will make me rich
If disappointment shackles my smile
I'll court Sleep to imagine
Tomorrow
And
Tomorrow's Tomorrow
I'll remain of Hope
Knowing
Imagination’s Fail-safe
Brings one back to Dreams
Where the Tides of slumber
Embolden creations to happen
HUgs,
Jane