Clouds float overhead
Blown by the wind
Thoughts churn within
By a mind in a spin.

Windows covered in frost
Cold winds blow
Thoughts covered in doubt
Who is to know.

Quiet fills an empty house
Most gone to visit
Thoughts of empty dreams
Not surprising, is it.

Seasons change and return
They come and go
Thoughts return once again
They might not show.


About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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One Response to Thoughts

  1. Yoshiko says:

    Quiet helps to draw people to focus on the sent Light


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