Beautiful thoughts,
lost,
in motion.
Where else would they go
but to pay the cost,
that's stagnant.
Unpaid debt
accumulated
in bliss.
must be paid,
forced to endure pain's kiss,
that's nauseating.
Free will.
Free life.
Stacked dice.
Beautiful thoughts,
gained,
in motion.
Where else would they come?
but from
Love.
© Jillian Scott 2008
Jillian Scott
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautiful-thoughts-lost/
