May appear in your head as a thought or a phrase,
Cause change to your ways or get you caught in a craze,
Don't divert from the pattern it can distort shape in your maze,
Or lose all it's meaning with the stress of these busy days,
Whether keys on a board, black ink from a fountain,
Words have the power to cause movement to mountains,
Charcoal wrapped in wood or some hardened bleached clay,
Something that will leave a stain on parchment to relay,
There's no such thing as a bad one, only lack of clear framework,
Gears will keep turning, maybe even cause you some brain-hurt,
It's quite simple when you think, don't let your inner vision sink,
You can cut the edge, be on the brink,
So put your thoughts down, they can be gone before you blink.