Haha, sure, it runs and jumps. It walks and falls. It stands up and flies. It pirouettes through the sky. It dives in oceans of what if’s scenarios. It does and becomes whatever, whoever... but imagination can also be scary. It depends on the individual. However, I too enjoy being inside my mind. But reality is becoming far more enjoying.
Angie, this is simply a splendid write, this place you have created, strike that, this place that simply exists, is an exquisite place! And your beautiful life, love and memories have shaped it into a sanctuary of piece!
The mind is a great thing, sometimes we fall together in the darkest pits, while other we sail in an ocean of imagination. This poem is expressed so well that I relate to it so much. Sometimes when I find trouble sleeping, I create a world in my head that I live in, that would slowly take my mind off things and put me to sleep. Yes sometimes it does not work, but it is always a way to refresh the mind.