The shortest distance
between heart and mind
not found on a map but
felt in the body where
Joy leaps and smiles and plays
Tension tightens and hides
Calmness stands tall and firm
Anger bursts with fire
Gratitude shines as the sun
each one overlaps the other
until compassion sheds a softer light.
“The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest..”
~ William Shakespeare,
Portia from The Merchant of Venice
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