*** Anchored somewhere Between memory and reverie, A boat drifts alone In the shimmering sea, While the golden clouds Hang above, Cradling a ship, A thing of the past That could not sail Into the future. *** These days, people are using AI to generate images and avatars based on a written prompt. Even at work, my Boss asked me to explore this. I don't know if you noticed that I did not insert a picture here like in my other posts. I want you to read the words and then close your eyes. Did my words create an image in the back of your mind or make you think about someone/something? If yes, that was my motive. Leave your thoughts in the comments below.
Not all thoughts translate into words. Some die in a whisper.