AT TIMES I WONDER
where things come from.
I know that we see with our eyes and others see our faces and look into our eyes.
We hear with our ears,
sometimes the truth and sometimes
what we want to hear.
We speak with our lips and at times
we are silent.
Our hearts feel love in both the
giving and receiving.
But I wonder about our thoughts, our minds.
How does information get in and
what keeps it there?
How can it get distorted?
What makes a memory?
In what manner information attach to
thought and reasoning?
How does it decide between love or hate?
Where does the in and out of it happen?
How does this mind of ours work?