Soul Vintage

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.

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I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's'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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