THOUGHTS

 

In the morning his thoughts

are as light as feathers.

He feels them floating

just above him

as he sits at his desk.

Each thought that comes to him

floats effortlessly up

to join the others.

He keeps typing

and thoughts keep rising.

They stay with him

all day long,

these hovering thoughts,

now and then

raising him up

just off the classroom floor

as he’s teaching.