The wall stands all alone
Under lamps
Lit by sunlight
Dancing from the shinning mirror
Hanging in the fiery hall.
The window sits upon a sill
Under drapes
That hang as water
Flowing from the silver panes
Frozen in the silent wall.
The tree stands by the castle
Under clouds
That drift as warships
From a past or future day
Sent by great and fearful kings.
Sandra Osborne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-imagine/
