In the sluice of my heart & the forge of my mind,
Throughout both organs my spirit does wind.
I explore halls in my head & my chambered heart.
Their walls embossed with both knowledge & art.
My wits the Greek chorus to my cardiac play.
Waxing & waning in concert each day.
The mind & the heart, the other’s yin to one’s yang,
Coexist for life like a bell & it’s clang.
Grey matter & muscle a reciprocal whole…
Bad blood between them fermenting my soul.
I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi
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