“Natural affection
only, of all my sentiments, has permanent power over me. Reason, and not
Feeling, is my guide…” Mr. St. John
in the book Jane Eyre
Reason reprimands my want
Feeling vexes Reason
Thought, caught in between the taunt
Of goodness and treason
What I should, Reason would do
But bold interjection
Swaddles Feeling with excuse
And hand-foot objection
Nature’s law is kind because
It caters to Feeling
Reason causes us to pause
To sounder appealing
Feeling is a flighty wind
Never out of season
On one hand its change of mind
But on the other, Reason
Sometimes Reason tests me sore
In life’s wheeling-dealing
A vexatious tug-of-war
With the roar of Feeling
But to Reason without Feeling
Were bloodless affection
Let the two then mingle keenly
Rendering me human
© Janet Martin
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