Galloping ideas, like horse racing,Speeding through the mind, without pacing,Charging ahead, with fierce determination,Pushing past obstacles, without hesitation.
Like a herd of wild horses, they run free,Breaking boundaries, and soaring endlessly,Riding the waves of imagination,With power and grace, and endless fascination.
Some ideas lead the way, with fiery passion,While others trail behind, in quiet fashion,But together they charge, with a mighty force,A stampede of creativity, with no remorse.And so we ride the wave, of galloping ideas,Harnessing their power, and pushing past fears,With a spirit that never stops, and a mind that never tires,We race towards the finish line, with all our desires.
