THE SECRET

THE  SECRET THOUGHTS

 by Ella Wheeler Wilcox 

I hold it true that thoughts are things
Endowed with bodies, breath, and wings,
And that we send them forth to fill
The world with good results - or ill.

That which we call our secret thought
Speeds to the earth's remotest spot,
And leaves its blessings or its woes
Like tracks behind it as it goes.

It is God's law. Remember it
In your still chamber as you sit
With thoughts you would not dare have known,
And yet made comrades when alone.

These thoughts have life; and they will fly
And leave their impress by-and-by,
Like some marsh breeze, whose poisoned breath
Breathes into homes its fevered breath.

And after you have quite forgot
Or all outgrown some vanished thought,
Back to your mind to make its home,
A dove or raven, it will come.

Then let your secret thoughts be fair;
They have a vital part and share
In shaping worlds and moulding fate --
God's system is so intricate.

Philosophers worldwide have differed in their opinions and systems of ideas on various accounts, but if there is one thing that all their philosophies have converged on, it is this: our thoughts make us what we are.

We become what we think about most of the time. We get what we think most of the time.

Be careful of what you secretly wish for, hope for and passionately desire in the secret chamber of your mind, for thoughts become things. They have a way of presenting themselves as circumstances in our outer life.