A Genie from Utopia

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Hazy eyes,

With mists swirling in those irises

Of dandelions and lavender,

Of Startrek and Quidditch,

Of unicorns and snowflakes,

Of quaint mysteries and trivias galore,

Of places never seen and souls never met,

Of all those things that eyes never saw

Nor ears ever heard;

Yet they lingered on,

Those swirling mists in those glazed irises.

Giving mind its daily fodder of images and echoes.

Realizing wishes since eternity;

Fuelling dreams and inspiring reality,

Imagination: A Genie from Utopia.