Aloft in thought I

Aloft in thought 

I was thinking wisely 

but do my thoughts tell the truth

of beauty and harmony 

or do they flip 

abstractly 

roughly and condemning 

as my lightly colored room

had now turned pastel

and then to aftertones of the depths of the universe

enlighten my inner self 

absorb my surroundings 

swish, swish, dripping

but constantly non stop 

will it cease to resonante

Hope so

Make it clear, as it once was