There is an isle off the sea of practicality
With rugged shores to the north
And beaches to the south
This isle is called “Potentiality”
Many artists poets and writers have become exiled there
Feelings and desires make up most of the population
Only passionate cases are sent there.
And most settle in to make it their home
There is one character who the others respect
They wonder why anyone would ever send him there
He’s always discontent and cannot settle down
We’re talking about the rabble rouser who goes by the name of Love
Love spends his days forming escape plans
Including other members in his schemes
He and Hope are sure they can survive the tumultuous trip
Past the sea of practicality and over the ocean of prudence
To finally reach the shores of reality
Recently, the group set out to sea and appears lost
Some say good riddance while others morn
Still others say to forget, claiming they never existed anyways.
But there are a stubborn few who look out to sea
And hope some day Love will finally reach the shore of reality
Along with the other “Potentials” traveling with him.
On that day two people will celebrate his escape from exile.
The Rational Element 