reflecting mirrors
bouncing thoughts that originated
miles away

picking up tidbits
and filtering them
into the mind matrix

sending them off again up in the air
making room
for more

spreading and picking those
that fit the size and shape
of the basket

true thoughts all
began their journey
from the one

if our basket
isn't full
we can hold those too

until we pass them on again
like bowls of strawberries
shared among friends