A huge ball of fire that darted over head turning the sky crimson, in terror I paced up and rushed into a deserted shed at the end of the field I was running through. I finally felt safe, though I knew it would not save me from that thing flying overhead, still I felt relieved to have a shelter over my head………
And…… I am taken to the adventure filled land where there is no such thing as anxiety…..no such thing as fear….or the never ending rush and sarcasm…
O Artisan how Nobel art thou to give us an Escape…..
How powerful art thou to give us an alternate world to hide from this ruthless reality.
How mighty is thy weapon to caricate characters who never fail us.
How great art these words weaved Perfectly creating lines.
How wonderful art these lines flowing flawlessly as a rhythm.
How soothing art the rhymes that glide us out of the gateway
How amazing art you to give us a world filled with adventure, thrills, love and affection.
How astounding art thou to help us create a safe and happy space for us.
How thankful art we to thou for giving us an escape from these hurting realities,
Putting a pause to the never ending pain and helping us build a happy world for our self.
