You are more than the sum of everything which makes you you.
My mind seems always to know what to do,
leading the way with impressive thinking.
Such confidence with the next step in view,
but when threaten’d, he’ll rage on unblinking!
My heart knows better than to think too much
but goes forth with intuition and guts.
No need for thoughts, just a passionate touch.
It’s safe to say that my mind thinks she’s nuts.
My caring self is stuck in the middle,
leaning to one side, then to the other.
Finding balance, now that is the riddle,
when this meddling self can’t help but smother.
But if I peer under this veil of three,
One luminous soul is all that I see.
Via Ciceronis 