A tiny seed is real,
the tree, an imagination!
A pair of eyes are real,
tears of joy and sorrow, imaginations...
Imagination, it appears,
is mind's brand-product!
But it is not far from truth,
in mathematical terms
imagination is a blend
of interpolation and extrapolation
Seers, sages and saints
interpolate universal truth
deep into their souls,
and men of wisdom
extrapolate their experiences
beyond distant horizons...
Neither a sage nor wise
I row my thoughts in space
joining the dots that do not exist,
an attempt, perhaps vain,
to pave a way hitherto unknown
may be full of potholes
and without milestones...
May I ever navigate
to reach my goal,
defined by the longitude
and the latitude of love?
