Vastness of ideas

Each one says bind me into words We are floating in the cosmos Observe us Get hold of us Shape us through ink.

Some come & stay Wait for their turn They keep poking though While most of them disappear in a blink. Sometimes a patient idea comes And keeps rotating While the other a flood comes Where each stream is from a different field. They come together restlessly Give a glimpse & leave. Hey, I am a human being How can I grasp each of you together! They seem to say We are giving you a glance of future. Happy day buddies!!! Medhavi :-)