Incessantly
my heart speaks to my brain,
it knocks at the its doors,
screams, yells, chants, cries, dances

Constantly
my mind absorbs, listen, feels
doing its best to connect all those words,
images, ripples, twitches, scratches.

Together they make the wheel turn.
These flowing revolutions are my life
they fill my existence,
the pulsing beat of this battle.

The two of them are strong,
they are bold, they both need expressed
they both defend their very existence
none of them wants to back up

Soul and mind,
to feel and to know

I am in the middle,
I am inside,
I am the circle
I am just me.