KING FOR THE DAY Ever so patiently i await the new day, Perched upon my throne of night. Poised as the king of realms unknown, A smile passes through my royal lips. The jester amuses the child within, My servants aiding my every desire. The castle scatters with life and joy. Whispers of gossip and talk of the finer things. Thoughts are shared,friends are made, Despair is forgotten. To make way for a new beginning. Humbly i sit, fulfilling my destiny. Astounded by my own thoughts and feelings. On top of the world. Descending my thoughts to valleys below. Drifting toward the future of endless skies. This is my universe, and i am king. As realization passes forth, I see the castle turn to ruins. More magnificent than if they still stood. The court is empty, not a sound to be heard. I take one last look at the fading surroundings. Now this world is banished. Exiled to make way for a new fantasy. All was a mere thought, A figment of an imaginative mind. So this is what its like to be a king for the day. An overwhelming sense of satisfaction passes through my senses. We play many roles within our thoughts... The king, the jester, the servants, and the people. All are within, and are part of us. Imagination can satisfy reality, when used properly. In my mind, in my world, i am free.