Visions of Wonderland

I sit posied at the edge of this narrow hole.

Many have ventured forword.

Continuing down the path that was layed out before them.

Never imagening the grander that is Wonderland.

Never stopping to see what lies behind the looking glass,

But then there are the few.

Lost in the untameable wilds of the imagenation.

What happness they must know.

So I sit posied at the edge of this narrow hole.

Shall I do as Alice, and fall head long in to this adventure.

The abys of dreams. the cave were fantisys dwell.........yes.