Thought Collector

I am a thought collector in my own mind,

Of thoughts that lie hidden in a pile of filth and dirt,

Like little gems waiting to be explored and implored,

I am a thought collector, who gathers filth and dirt together,

I filter and clean and polish the lustreless thoughts,

Bringing a shine to the lifeless creations of mind,

I am a thought collector with innumerable collections,

And yet not one can be counted or valued,

They stand in a closet as floating shadows,

And I take glory in those that can’t be glorified.