Thoughts that flew

And then when the pen stopped writing,
the words sat there with eyes unfolded,
my thoughts flew high like the thunder striking.

It flew so high, it knew no line.
It flew so far, like it was never mine.
I sat there stunned with my fingers clenched,
my eyes in shock and hands so drenched.

The pen won't move, nor the words utter a cry,
Come back my thoughts, you who love to fly..
For there is no land that needs be walked
and there is no sky that needs be flown in.

What you seek for, whom you find..
Words that never spoke and the eyes so blind.
Come back to me you, you who love to fly.

06/06/2012