Like Thoughts

Like dragonflies flitting through the blue sky,
Like steam rising from a cup of hot coffee,
Like the dust the wind flings to the heavens,
Like the mist that rises off the road after a heavy rain,
Like an exhaled breath on a very cold day,
Thoughts are here one moment and gone the next.
Able to be seen but never for long.
Blink and you miss them.
The fleeting, fickle nature of thinking
Causes both confusion and clarity.
Allowing minds to wander can result in beauty.
Different worlds, people, places can be explored.
An escape from reality is needed.
Like a firefly flickering in the night,
Thoughts are here and gone.