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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