Thoughts

I smiled and said “words are not thought.”

Thoughts are eagles soaring freely in the crystal blue sky of the mind.
Without boundaries,
Gliding effortlessly.

Words are the cages we use to capture our thoughts so that we may display them to others.
But in doing so
We change their nature.

And I smiled and said, “language is not thought.”

Thought is the water that flows freely over the smooth stones of the mind.
When the water is clear
You can see the stones.

Language is a damn that we erect in order to harness the power of thought.
But in doing so
We change its nature.

And I smiled and said “thought is not thought.”

The moment we say to ourselves “this is a thought” we have plucked it from the sky,
Caged it in our words.
We have changed its nature.

The moment we try to define our thoughts with language, it distorts their natural flow,
Muddies the water.
We have changed its nature.

And I smiled and said nothing.