We all matter,
that always needs to be clear,
somewhere we connect
someone appreciates our passion.
Seems wise to imagine,
what we value is real,
yet how often do we find an abyss
that place, that remedy for displeasure.
Make a choice and decide,
let a wave of energy guide each
direction inspiration might suggest.
For we do imagine the same,
perhaps with different measure,
forget about comparisons.
Sweet value in knowing
without need,
beyond that urge to somehow
represent.
Our lives do matter,
each soul in your line of view
exists with a similar desire;
we all wish for it,
cherish it,
imagine and visualize … love!
Love is a chance,
our common ground.
Poet's Corner 