Tears of Joy #Q198

Like a sponge my heart has absorbed emotions and
experiences I’ve gathered and read about all these years.
Even when the brain silences me, and my feelings it shuns,
the sponge withstands not and drains itself as tears.


Thought #Q144

From Chennai to Chicago in a fraction of a second;
equally quickly from barbaric to refined;
from the distant dreamworld to the class you attend
thought travels easily. It’s all in the mind.