Just a thought?

I think not;

It's the beginning,

The prologue,

To action and progress.

Just a thought?

We've forgot

That a thought can take shape,

Can take wing and fly

And soar above the clouds

Or dive into the murkiest depths,

Seeking, always seeking,

Endlessly,

Relentlessly,

The Truth.

If a thought were just a thought,

All would be for naught --

All the good that's been done,

All the battles that have been won,

All the pain that's been overcome --

It would all disappear.

All would be stolen

And broken

And ruined beyond repair.

So, just a thought?

Not just,

For a thought is a promise,

A sacred vow.