110. Imagination

Could it be that just another arrow has fallen to the ground?

Could it be that golden drops of sun shine all around?

Could it be that dragons and fell fairies us surround?

Could it be that thunder laughs as we are tightly bound?

Nothing could be greater than a heart with pure love struck.

Nothing could be brighter than a morning filled with luck.

Nothing could be nobler than a saint who will not duck.

Nothing could be grander than hero come unstuck.