To the eyes is to see, to the hands is to touch, to the ears is to hear, to the nose is to smell, and to the mouth is to taste. But what is… To feel. To the brain I feel, but to the heart I feel. I feel for the suffering, I feel for the weak, I feel for the strong, But to where does feel come from? Does it come from the heart or does it come from the mind. To where it comes is a mystery, but to why is even more of a secret. All I know is to feel is a gift and to not feel is a curse. To be emotionless is a burden. To feel is freedom and to feel is life. To feel is to the heart, mind, soul, and body. To each sense is feeling. The feeling that connects all. The feeling that protects and hurts but is life that binds us.