Fantasy

It is more than just dragons

Although they offer heights on their scaly wings.

It is more than just magic

Although that presents respite from a world where it seldom shows.

It is more than a quest

Although seeking a reason to move forward is the way.

It is more than different beings

Although seeing what we're not can tell us what we share.

It is more than caves or cities in the sky

Although discovery of delights in new places should never be discounted.

It is more than make believe -

It is imagination, stretching itself like a sleeping giant,

An enormity untapped,

And showing us of what we are made.

We are not corners; we are not manufactured;

We are a swirling mass of magic:

If we could only see it, the fantasy is us.

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