Things are in my head

Things are in my head; unformed thoughts with no shape or thread.

They shimmer and shake, become solid and break…
fire burning, intense and blue.
Leading me somewhere, some place true.

Destined for things that have yet passed,
life taking shape, filling out at last.

We’re nowhere near done, but far from the start.
My ardent thoughts give me strength of heart.

— Moleskine Entry 26/05/10

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