Posted in Creative Writing

Thoughts

I sometimes wonder what power a thought holds:

Thoughts breed action, they say.
Yet, we remain frozen in space.

Thoughts grow like weeds, they say.
Or, like vines to strangle ambition.

But no ones says how thoughts may grow
like garden flowers,
plucked from the mind and arranged
into something beautiful.

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