Square was the mind.
sharp edges, rough
too different.
the world was smooth, round, curvy.
no place for the mind.
the heart… had no shape.
only beats, to let the world know
it is there…somewhere.
the world was happy, busy, loud.
no time for the heart.
wandering mind met the heart
on its way
to find a place,
on its way
to hell…
to seek god. or to ask anyone.
so the story goes, they say,
mind lost its shape
heart found it
and the price, nothing….
just to lose their
souls….
nothing…well almost.
so lost they are.
still hidden. no one knows where…
to seek god. or to ask anyone.
or to be sought. who knows.
the world was happy, busy, loud.
i was happy, busy, loud……
i was the world ….
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