The beauty of writing poetry is we create imagery verbally and visually.
I can sit here, on a leaf
And watch the raindrops fall
I can watch the eagle fly
Yet daydream, that’s my call
Still, I’d rather follow moonlight
For where I go, it knows
Far away, into my own world
That’s where the magic flows
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