“Thoughts”
full of thoughts
my mind churns with them
where they will go
I have no idea
They carry me along
down this tumbling river
full of stones, boulders and fallen trees
But I am fine
My thoughts
foam with the water
and the banks of the river
are high
with tree roots and ferns
and the occasional deer
feeding
in the misty air
hanging over the river
that is full of my
thoughts.
© MLC