Miles of Mind

My mind is going at a million minds an hour,

Screeching to sudden stops at stations

To let stray thoughts on board,

And starting suddenly,

Reaching epic speeds in the blink of an eye,

And thoughts get thrown around,

Bouncing off the walls, the seats,

The floor, each other,

And fly out the window,

Landing on new places,

New fields, new pastures,

Where their philosophies take root,

Joining the jumble

Of other ideas,

Where they join and connect,

To form new, better ideas,

To weave webs with closer knits,

That catch the light

And are strong enough

To let nothing through.