Thoughts
Wondering
                        Pondering
                                                Contemplating
                                                                        Ideas
drift by
                                                                                                Like
dandelion puffs
Carried here                                                    and
there
                        No purpose
                                                No
destination
                                                                                    But
sometimes…
Sometimes
they are rapids
Swirling,Rushing,Impossible
to catch
Or trying to catch a firefly
                                    Running
after the light
                                                                                                            Just
out of reach
Like a forbidden cookie jar
S     t    
r     e     t    
c      h     i    
n     g
                                                A     l    
m     o     s    
t
                                                            Not                               Q    
u     i      t     
e
And then…
SUCCESS!
Reach the reward                                Grab the light                          touch the idea
Or…
Failure
You 
         F
             A
                  L
                      L                                         
r          a        s
                                                The
jar B         e         k            Pride is BRUISED
Will there be others?
Trains                                      Lights                                     Truths
Look
There                                       one                                          went
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