Shut Your Eyes and Think

I’ve only recently discovered that creativity comes from nowhere, and literally anything can make you feel something different, even if you’ve seen it a thousand times. It all comes down to chance and your surroundings.

Sometimes it helps, to shut your eyes and think,

To search yourself and find the thoughts you sink,

As you can search your think and find your thoughts, the ones you hid, and some with force

BUT

They exist in the leaves from the trees that have grown, ones you’ve planted, ones in stone.

They float around and move at will, as they still move when you lay still.

Yet they flee, when you’re searching the most, Yet they leave, unseen, a ghost.

It is because, we cannot explain, what we see, and what we contain.

So read your words, the ones you write, and plant more trees, to colour your white,

Look at all things, unlock your locks, and always think, outside of the box,

And if you do, then luck will show, creativity is a plant, and few seeds grow.

 C.f