Sip It Slow.

The longest journey in the world
could be
from your brain
to your heart.

Brilliant revelations,
cutting edge concepts,
the most inspirational visions and dreams,

when they can only
dwell in the head,

are nothing
but uselessness.

They have zero value.
It does not benefit anybody
[except those few spurts of adrenaline rush when you
savour what sweet probabilities they can amount to].

Still,
they are dead.

You can be as sincere as you can be -
write, draw and even talk to people about it.

Unless they are translated to reality,
they are only black and white text,
lines and shapes on paper.

Talk is worst of all.
And the more people you tell,
the uglier it gets.

I'd think this is one of the
worst kinds of death -

when ideas, dreams and visions
expire in the head.
The bones it leaves behind choke the mind up,
its stench of disappointment hovers and haunts you,

warding off hope
for anymore fresh ideas, dreams and visions.

I guess that's why
there are times
we refuse,
and even reject
knowledge, information, inspiration and even motivation
of any sort.

We do it once,
twice,
thrice,
and after several more times,
it becomes a habit.
We create a vacuum in our head
that douse every glimmer of hope
to dream and visualise again.
Then,
it becomes a norm.

When people ask,
what's your dream?

'I don't know.', we say.

Isn't that a terrible state?

Oh, what danger,
when they don't travel to your heart.

Knowing in our minds,
doesn't mean
believing in our hearts.

We need to take time,
sit,
sip those ideas and thoughts like tea,

and let our hearts
taste its flavour.

Let it sink and stir.

And then,
listen.

Does your heart believe it,
does it really want it?

Let its answer
tell your feet where to go,
what your hands shall do,

where your eyes shall look
what your tongue shall speak.

Heart,

sip it slow.

Taste and see

what is sweet

what is truly good.

Let them
shape and mold
in you the attitudes
it requires

to put them in my walk,
my actions,

then not only I enjoy the bliss it brings,
but also
those in every path I meet.

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