Swing that Sings
Swing that Sings a Story, Will that Fades? What if or What if not, Else, where Can't Classify it Can't Categories it Under the tree which ties happiness and sad both Peril in a while- where thoughts lead the hope Confused state - may clear the way. Not now, but quite soon. Writing was never my cup of tea. It always felt like fruit hanging too high to reach. But every time I write, something shifts I feel lighter. Writing, I've realised, is therapy. Quietly, stubbornly, it works. And here's what I find fascinating — the base of critical thinking starts exactly here. In this place. It slowly penetrates the art of potential, synergising what comes straight from both the mind and the heart. So, what do you think about mindful thought? Here's my take thoughts cannot be defined by a binary system. What is good for one person may be harmful for another. What seems wrong in one context may be exactly right in anoth...
