Imagine . . .
pictures not seen
words not read
voices not heard
skins not touched
now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
artists not painting
poets not writing
singers not singing
lovers not embracing
now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
a rush of wind coming down
from the mountaintop –
if you listen,
you can foretell the future
now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
staring at a canvass
brush in hand
listen to yourself
you will paint the future
now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine!
— kenne
