POEM: Thoughts

I had a thought
Where did it come from
Where did it go to
Why that one just moves through as the clouds in the sky
Why that one seems to be sticking around
Setting up camp and persisting on being around
Why didn’t it go with the rest of them
Is the endless void that this thought came from the same endless void I came from
Oh that void so pregnant with endless possibilities
What thought would be born next
Oh the mystery of it all
From the unknown it arises and into the unknown it goes
Would it be a new thought
Or
Would it be another recurring dream
As I make friends with the endless void of unlimited possibilities life becomes oh so magical
Where would it take me next
Like a surfer I anticipate the next wave as it rises out of the depths of the endless ocean
Would I ride this thought skillfully or would it tumble me over and over and over until I lose sight of what’s up and what’s down
Oh great mystery take me on a ride
A ride worthy of the love in my heart