𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎..

𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝..

𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍..

Thoughts have a mind of their own
Effervescent their essence
Some like words
Some pretend
Some sail past
Few have to be executed
Some need action
Past their prime
Some evade words
Ever changing thoughts
Like waves and clouds
Make shapes
Soundless, ever present