I know that is my imagination

Ye are like the sun that burns such dangerous
But Thou art like the moon that all can touch
Thee ring the bell to pronounce many words
Through the thoughts that wave unto the mind
Oh, oh, may I thought so that I am like a star

There are stars in every department
There are stars in all that we do
They called them be like “You are a star player”
But there is misconception about “player”
A woman said, art thou a player, for a game or used me

My thoughts can land on Thy moon because it is not burning
But my heart can touch Thy sun because it is spiritual
But I know that is my imagination, my thoughts, and alone mine
Up to me that I am, and up to Ye that Thou art, but I pray

© Ismael Mansoor