PERCEPTION

I have an empty vase,
In which I keep my heart,
But I am afraid I have already given the flowers away,
To that silent hermit in my mind.

I have one luminous full moon,
In which I keep my mind,
And only a catastrophe could bring it down to Earth,
I am scared and inspired by its flight.

I have a crystal teardrop,
In which I keep my soul,
I hold it dangerously over a precipace, without fear,
And increase its value tenfold.