Feeling makes me human
Feeling is why I am I
not that table, bed or broken stone
(Though even tables, beds and broken stones
have stories of their own to tell)
I would rather feel
love too much, cry too much
get hurt, angry, pain
than to not feel.
to stop all feeling.
Like a hollow tree
scare me into a scream of terror
Living death. Burning in hell.
Intense feeling of any kind
I can relate with
But an empty absence of feeling
resists all relation
If only we could blend
feeling with thinking, feeling with knowing
feeling with learning, and feeling with living!