There is the thick and
Outer skin Thought,
It is the obvious:
It is the Common denominator
It is the difference between an apple and an orange
It is the why of bees and their honey

There is the mediocre thought:
It has one foot in the door
And one hand on the fire
But the body is still lost in space
    -All bodies are lost in space
           Until Time brings them down
                     To their boxes
                                      To die

Only the anxious, eager and curious
Arrive at the core of Thought:
Like the roots of a tree,
Seeing the
        Shape
Of things,
Slowly carving into layers,
Until living from the inside
Of a butterfly’s wing