Where Our Worlds Intersect
My eye sees
what it wants to see
My ear hears
what it chooses to hear
The entire world
is imagined in my mind
I give it shape, color
smell and texture
I define good and bad
right, wrong and indifferent
Your world and my world
are not always one
But where our worlds intersect
is the ground we thrive on.
©️ Siva Raj, 2021
