To Where Do You Flow? Poem by Gayathri Menokee

I'm always lost in thoughts
but I don't know what they are
I swim along their currents
without realising where they take me
I flow along, careless,
not a thing I have to lose,
but only to gain.
'To where do you flow? ' I ask them,
they keep mum but I could hear them
whispering among themselves.
I guess they like keeping secrets.
I look ahead, do I see an end?
-no.
these thoughts have a funny way
they take the longest route,
so as to take a joyful ride
to see everything on their way
of this imaginary world,
and end up forgetting why they started
and, to where.