A thought

I am the thought
I wake to each morning.
Inspired or unhappy, afraid or relaxed, quiet or chatty.
I am the thought
I wake to each morning.

I am the thought
I have for survival
The threat of opinions that don't match my own.
The threat of my safety as I walk the street.
A question of health, of life and of death.
I am the thought
I have for survival.

I am the thought
of desire and aversion
The coffee I relish each morning
The lunch that long for when the clock strikes the twelve
The task that I hate and would rather not go there.
I am the thought
of desire and aversion.

But maybe I'm not the thought that I'm thinking.
Perhaps I'm much more that a passing, concoction.
Possibly I'm more that a thought like a cloud,
rising from space to return to the...

Change your thought, have you changed who you are?
Make up your mind, does it go very far?
Look at a thought, at it's shape and it's color.
Consider it's smell, then look at another.
Where does it come from, where does it go?

I'm not my thoughts.

I'll keep looking.