A Yo-Yo Would Suffice
Sometimes thinking
Is like a pendulum,
Hanging from a string.
A yo-yo would suffice.
With each extension
A thought,
As the yo-yo
Reaches the end
Of the line,
It comes back
With wisdom.
A yo-yo spins
Like a top,
But lives on a leash.
Thoughts aren’t far from knowledge,
Just as a yo-yo is held together by a string.
More than a toy,
This tells a story.