Those brilliant thoughts and ideas
Where do they all go?
Around the block and into the atmosphere?
Maybe they fly across the field
to those who have the biggest catcher mitt
The ones who have the wildest imagination to reflect
The ones who allow dreams to enter reality
The ones who remain open to receive and expand
Leaving their doors wide open
The netted goal posts are ready
ready to collect your thoughts that slipped out
thoughts that are similar gather
magnetically attracted to one another
Balls of ideas and thoughts shoot through
From left, right and centre
Towards the goal
The catcher, the goalie, willingly collects
thought bubbles and balls of ideas
and at times some of your greatest fears
And he is now assigned to act them out
Or write it out
On your behalf
The heroes, the brave ones, the guru
The ones we love dearly, celebrity, the superstar
Up there for the whole world to see
Taking a fall for us
Smoothing the cutting edge for us
Easing the pain for us
Collecting the balls for us
And expressing the things
we are not yet brave enough to share
Tip your hat and thank the catcher
for he is the one prompting us
to express ourselves and to play the game
helping to access our creativity and release fears
until we are ready to own these
thought bubbles and balls of ideas
and express and manage them ourselves
pussy^^foot