Mandala.

The thought arises,
spreading outwards
from the centre
to the periphery
passing through
every point
before it vanishes.

All thoughts
have a rhythm
to them,
some joyous
and uplifting,
some sad,
despairing
and wearisome.

Each thought
arises,
fades, and
vanishes.
But remember
you are not the thought
you are a creation
of the divine.
They are merely
a creation
of your mind.