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heart and mind

When does the heart stop talking
and the mind starts to say..
On life's path, when you are walking
what makes you choose your way...

Where does the line divide
what your heart yearns and the mind wants
What is it that brings you joy
the yearning or of wishes, grants?

Does the heart want only abstract
and the mind only material..
If that is not the contrast
with this issue, how do I deal?

Am I just thinking or do I want to know
what is it that makes me hope..
what is it that makes me want
what is it that holds my peace
what is it that makes me weep
and where do I look to find it now?

when you say your heart hurts
and when you say its filled with joy..
when you say you are out of your mind
or that your mind is running wild ..

What tells you that you are sad..
is it the pain in the heart or mind
what tells you to act right or wrong
is it the heart or the mind's song???

Now whatever makes me feel wierd
Is making me feels so, and strong
Do I really have to know which one
has me so confused all along???

Comments

This is a good poem...has lots of wisdom....

Heart and Mind!!! I think its your discrimination that makes you choose your way. The more is your discriminative capability the near is your choice to the Heart. Yearning and wishes? Even before venturing on to them, What is Joy, What is being at Peace, What is Hope, What is Pain?...

hope!! u bring forth u r ideas... curiously waiting....
This is a good poem...has lots of wisdom....

Heart and Mind!!! I think its your discrimination that makes you choose your way. The more is your discriminative capability the near is your choice to the Heart. Yearning and wishes? Even before venturing on to them, What is Joy, What is being at Peace, What is Hope, What is Pain?...

hope!! u bring forth u r ideas... curiously waiting....

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Ithaca - Constantine Peter Cavafy

As you set out for Ithaka,





Hope your journey is long,
Full of adventure, full of awakening.
Do not fear the monsters of the old
You will not meet them in your travels
If your thoughts are exalted and remain high'
If authentic passions stirs your mind, body and spirit.
You will not encounter fearful monsters ,
If you don't carry them within your soul,
If your soul doesn't set them up in front of you..

Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you enter harbors you're seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind-
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and go on learning from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you're destined for.
But don't hurry the journey at all.
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