Listening to every heart
Passions run high with merry mirth and charming wit
Every player profound at being a part of “it”
The inner workings of their special minds
Are open to all, most specially the blind.
People come and gather through the wiry complex
Among the inner workings of the Internet
To share and explore and pass judgment kind
And then share with all the thoughts on their mind.
Some are stealthy, cagey, ambiguous, its true
In the names they give for themselves, hardly a clue
To the real person that runs brightly through words
And hardly one thinks of another as weird.
Different, maybe; strange, oh yes
But never with anger or angst: all are treated as loving guests
And hardly one over the other thinking their writing is best
So Thank you Passions, for this wonderful outlet.