Mr. Imagination stands at the top of the mountain.
He lives among the pastel clouds,
who smile each time he acknowledges them.
A rainbow bridges the clouds together
and Mr. Imagination dances up and down the rainbow
with gleaming radiance.
The end of rainbow has a pot
where new gold coins are created in
after he descends off the rainbow.
I remember the one time
he allowed me to accompany him.
On the rainbow and clouds, we
and admired alluring asteroids & stars.
He told me a secret
that many people could not figure out.
he jumps on the clouds
with grimace and apathy.
The gold coins originated have
refined, rough edges
with a black cloud on each face.
On the day I departed from his high kingdom,
he wore a
green suit jack,
red top hat,
and yellow belt.
His perfectly spherical eyes spun around
like a tick tock clock
I asked him
“Mr. Imagination, why can I not do certain things?”
He responded with something I will not forget.
“I gave you the ability to do your calling with
Never steer your path
because your rainbow is at the end.
Go and perform.”
As I descended
from the mountain
and its numerous steps,
Mr. Imagination bestowed
a profuse amount of
Day and night coins.
“These are from our time together on the rainbow.
Use them wisely.”
I need to revisit him soon.