Birds gather

Then scatter

Flying every which way

They soar to new heights

And see new places

Or old places

In a new way

My thoughts gather

Then scatter

Every which way

Sometimes they fly away, sometimes

They soar to new heights

Sometimes they fall flat, sometimes

They take me to new places

Or old places in a new way

*A piece by one of my favorite artists, M. C. Escher.

2 thoughts on “imagination

  1. I always think of stairs when M.C. Escher is brought up. In fact when I hear his name I imagine him scratching records on a couple of turntables but doing it while hanging upside down. I guess we can learn a lot from birds and what they observe 🙂

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