when the rain hits the <br />water of the canals <br /> <br />spider webs are formed <br /> <br />to make the spiders <br />crawl and make you feel <br /> <br />the soundless hairs of their <br />feet <br /> <br />somehow you must seek the <br />aid <br /> <br />of an original thought <br />the magic of imagination <br /> <br />to see the needles of the pines <br />on the rain <br /> <br />you must learn to plant those trees <br />on the linings of your iris<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-power-of-imagination-is-here/
