Imagination's Creed

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 shadowless 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 need
For strategy
Detachment

If no fortune comes my way
My means will make me rich

If no love furthers smiling
I'll court sleep to imagine

Tomorrow
And
Tomorrow's Tomorrow
I'll remain of hope
Knowing
Dreams will always be imagined rewards
Meaning to happen