KALILA’S PORTFOLIO Imagination and I are locked in a dance.
Into a coherent whole.
Our steps are stippled points on a canvas
But to my surprise,
Imprinted in my mind.
I am always found breathless
I can always plan to direct our sweeping waltz,
From the results of our match.
But I am inevitably lost in the unpredictable
Our fragments slide into place like puzzle
Motions of my partner.
Pieces forming an alluring entity;
All I can do is attempt to gather our trails
Creating art.