The Intricate Fabrics of Thoughts

   A great array of thoughts caught in a vortex
   with a fast, untidy pace,
   patterns floating on a whirlpool,
   a behaviour I do not comprehend
   and sometimes do not control.

   Today I’ll take care of my thoughts
   like seeds under the sunlight
   and try to ease the conflict
   between the heart and the mind.

   I am what I think,
   at the surface
   or in the depths of the unknown
   and the intricate fabrics of thoughts
   are threads woven
   and wrapped around the soul.

   My thoughts are alone in silence
   in haste they become sound,
   I’ll be careful what I think and say,
   as threads can make or break
   --the fragility of every soul.

     Bernadete vdw, ‘25