If we have to be taken there
By pinched ear
Weren't we really caught somewhere
Other than "Here"?

If they have to take the action
Of tugging our heart's sleeve
Does the compass not point to distraction
When our minds choose to leave?


When our thoughts start to wander
Is the heart far behind?
It's possibly something to ponder
For it must be nagging the mind

We know we are so clever
So perhaps we ought to try
To figure out who's being foolish ... and whether
It's worth the knowing why?