Come back

Today as the leaves shadows fanned the ground. I had a thought that I felt to be so profound, that I tried to remember for a short time still, til I could scuttle some paper and ink my quil. But the wisdom flew past me all visions and thought, and no good was this fist full of paper I brought. So I paced on the lawn back and forth with eyes down. Not noticing anything, not looking around. Oh please oh please thought, come back to me. This is as a favor,I'm asking of thee. For out of all the topics I could have chose. I wanted so much to share that with The Prose