I sense the world, its myriad hues,
Sometimes, they blend, in endless queues,
A storm of thoughts within my mind,
A tempest wild, forever entwined.
To still these musings, a price to pay,
A swift transition, heart to soul's array,
This is the mind I navigate each day,
Invisible links lead me astray.
It bridges gaps, in distant space,
Yet, the simplest task, a daunting place,
For in this chaos, I find my way,
In feeling all, night and day.