Images, they occupy my mind.
Music, it plays on and on and on.
Text, it constructs images of worlds that seem real.
Nature has the power to move from within, inspire.
The sea never looked so powerful.
The sky was never a canvas.
The sun never seemed painted.
Magic was never around the corner.
The city was never as fascinating.
And discovery as exciting.

The world as my eye sees it, longs to become descriptions from my finger tips.