My Creative

In the huge breadth of imagination,

I track down comfort and serenity,

An existence where my brain is allowed to wander,

What's more, my creative mind knows no restrictions. 

Colors mix as one,

As I paint my considerations,

Words stream like a delicate stream,

Making an embroidery of dreams. 

I shape and form my general surroundings,

Winding around accounts of affection and dream,

Every creation a piece of my spirit,

An impression of the profundities inside. 

The excellence of the unfurling material,

Enthralls my faculties and charms,

I lose myself in the strokes of creation,

Lost in the unfathomable domain of motivation. 

In the domain of imagination,

I view as my most genuine self,

Where I'm boundless,

What's more, my soul takes off past. 

With each stroke of the pen,

What's more, every stroke of the brush,

I'm helped to remember the power inside me,

To make, to move, to be. 

In the domain of imagination,

I'm at home,

Where my spirit discovers a true sense of harmony,

What's more, my heart tracks down opportunity.