The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes. MARCEL PROUST

Thursday, 22 March 2012

Feeling Personal


The Seven Deadly Sins by Hieronymus Bosch


head or heart


the heart says yes
the head says no
the head says stop
the heart says go

the heart acts
while the head reflects
the heart dreams
what the head rejects

the head speaks out
a warning word
the heart sings
like a soaring bird

the heart is fire
the head is ice
give me the heart
at any price?


Join me here at the start of an emotional journey ... 

2 comments:

George said...

With the heart's propensity to say yes, to say go, to act, to dream, and to sing, one would think that it would win these daily battles hands down. Nonetheless, by choosing to end your poem with a question mark instead of a period, you seem to recognize, however begrudgingly, that there is never an easy choice, even though our hearts often command more our respect than our heads. One can love the heart, yet never come to trust her exclusively and completely. Khalil Gibran's wisdom seems appropriate here: "Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a stand still in mid-seas."

Heidrun Khokhar said...

The heart and the mind most be well connected for their balance to work in one's favour.
If one fails the other suffers.
But I do like that you beckon us.