Para/Poem Challenge "Open"

Well to quote Richard Bach. "We are playful creatures, and the all powerful IS doesn't care a bit more about the games we play than a mother does a child in the throws of his or her imagination."

Of course I'm paraphrasing, but you get my drift.

as always,
wordsy
"a thin trail of whispers
across a wandering mind
faint flashes of fantasy
that I often find
merely jaded shadows
of who I used to be
they fill with words, my pages
for all the world to see"