Our thoughts held tight
are shaped by Time
round as round, square as square
so bounded by this gravity
we sense all this is quite real
can we feel anything
change without divine intervention?
our settled ways become unsettled
minds so fixed they become unhinged
n.b. Just asking. How difficult is this, seeing outside our heads malarkey?
I turn to a painting seen yesterday to tackle today’s prompt.
‘Our heads are round so that we can change our minds’ is the title of an artwork by Francis Picabia.
I find his creativity stimulating. His willingness to take on new ideas inspirational, if at times nigh impossible to practise myself.