I wonder

where do thoughts came from and where does it goes?

One thought can stretch for miles and miles,

It can be of sadness or smiles,

They wonder in oceans so deep,

in far away land.......

way into desert sand.



They land softly on the wind,

that carry them to another link.

I will always wonder what thoughts are made off,

they seems so real,

If I can thatch them,like what will they feel.



Maybe they guarded by someone unseen,

So they won't land by any one mean.

But I will always wonder does it come,

from the heart,

Because it was there right from the start.

Long before you and I where born,

and it will keep on traveling from noon till down.