*Illustration reference: Eugène Romain Thirion
- Joan of Arc Listening to the Voices (1876)
Said the brain, to heart, one day
“Hate to disturb, but have to say
You’ve lately done some heavy lifting
Your expectations, always shifting
I see the cracks, it’s quite unnerving
Perhaps you should be more self-serving
Put your needs above the rest
Don’t be so giving, it’s for the best
There’s only so much you can do
And no reward has come to you
It simply is not practical
Forever drained, and rarely full
I only say this, ‘cause I care
The stress of life’s too much to bear!”
The heart it waited, patiently
It drew deep breath, resignedly
It sat in quiet, kept on beating
Like distant thunder oft repeating
It needn’t justify its aim
It’s not beholden to the brain
Decisions of a nature sound
Our intellect can wear that crown
But logic is not all we need
We madly go where heart will lead
For it has but one purpose ever
Uphold love. Surrender? Never
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