Deep within the world
Lie the wandering, whirling, wonderings of men
Forever restless are these echoing whispers from within
The questionative ponderings
From within the minds of creatures, large and small.
Rise up above and down below, to the core of it all
They mix and mingle and intertwine
To become a chain of all kinds,
Dance and leap with a hidden glee,
Then the thoughts return to where they once were
Lingering briefly, if only for a moment
Then they’re on their way again, to her.
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The Secret Life of Thought
PoetrySometimes we don't say a word because our mind is too full of them. These pages hold just a few of those.
