Poetry of the mind

I can build castles in the air without despair,
It would be perfect without repair.

I can be a poor prince or a rich pauper,
Anything thing my hearts offer.

To be a preacher, poet or a philosopher,
With boundless knowledge from the mind's coffers.

To be a man or woman with the perfect body,
With enough beauty to seduce anybody.

To be an agnostic, atheist, aghori or wiccan,
Or create a faith with me as a beacon.

I can be an angle, I can be Satan, I can be God,
I can be more than the faiths afford.

A fastest runner with the best legs to run,
Or the silk worm that gives the best thread to be spun.

Oh mind, my mind, never mind if you are in the brain or heart,
Be with me and never depart.

My imagination is larger than the mighty sea,
This is where i am free and I am truly allowed to be.