Share My Notes

Which path to follow…?

…A scrawl on a scrap of paper
a note, I suppose 
to oneself,
degenerates to 
nothing.

And that is all that is left.
 a memory,
a thought 
that fades 
with the 
‘moment’ of 
this time…
…A distant 
thought that 
still lives on
 even though
 thoughts may 
seem ‘new’ 
~when in fact the original 
idea predates 
all manner of thought.