A thought never dies, nor does it vanish from our world,
It is an unstoppable energy no one can rid,
That can never be destroyed.

Like a boomerang,
Thoughts strike us again like incoming missiles,
We can't keep them out of our heads for long.

They live on forever,
Like immortal spirits,
Traveling and forever living like a human being among us.

Thoughts whisper in our ears,
Tap us on our shoulders when we don't expect it,
Rush past us before our very eyes.

Then, they are stuck inside us,
Like a prisoner, for eternity,
A secret, a memory, a lie, a deed.
A thought...