The Power of Poetry in a World That Feeds the Body

Sometimes I wonder if poetry, art, or any form of creative expression can be as important as science or mathematics. I ask myself, how can writing or painting impact the world more than what Newton or physics can do? Science seems to give us the tools to understand and control the world around us, but I believe that art touches something deeper—something that can change hearts and perspectives in ways that numbers never will. I've thought about how art and poetry shape us, how they nourish parts of us that science can't reach. When I consider William Wordsworth, I see a man who was genuinely talented and who changed poetry by making nature and everyday life central themes. He didn't just write words; he captured the soul of nature and human experience in a way that still resonates today. That kind of impact, I feel, is more than just knowledge—it's about stirring feelings, awakening consciousness, and connecting on a human level. But then I wonder—if I don't have the money, how can I create poetry or art? How can I buy my food or pay the bills if I spend my time writing? Doing art and poetry feels like feeding the soul, but without money, it seems like I can't sustain my body. I think about how science and money can keep you alive, can buy your food, can keep you going. That’s a tough truth. Art and poetry are worthwhile, but they don’t fill your stomach. They don’t pay the rent. That’s the hard part. I keep asking myself—are those intangible parts of life, like feelings, creativity, and meaning, really less important? I want to understand how something you can't see or measure—something that isn’t tangible—can be worthwhile. Sometimes I get tired of all the drama about money, feeling like it’s the only thing that matters. I wonder, why can't we just taste, touch, or measure the things that really matter? Why do we chase after what we can hold when so much of life is beyond that? I believe that some of the most vital parts of us are beyond touch or measurement. Our thoughts, feelings, and creativity—these are the things that shape who we are and what we value. I think about how taking away the tangible—money, food—leaves us with what truly shapes us. Our inner life, our spirit, that’s where real power might be. Maybe that’s where poetry and art feed us in ways money never can. Sometimes I feel that more important than anything is that part of us that cannot be measured or defined. But I ask myself—how do I even define that untouchable part? How do I grasp it if I can't see it or hold it? I get frustrated. If I can't define the intangible, then why even try? Just stop the drama. Just stop trying to figure it out. Maybe all we need is to taste what’s real, to feel what’s true, rather than chase after things we can’t hold. When I don't have money, I feel pulled away from my creative side. I think, how can I create poetry or art when I can't even talk to you, when I can't pay for the bills? But somehow, I believe that struggle and necessity can bring out the best in me. Sometimes, it’s those very hardships that inspire the deepest poetry. Even without money, a simple moment, a story, or a feeling can spark something beautiful inside me. I’ve seen it happen. Art, poetry—they come from that raw, intangible part of us. And in those moments, I feel richer than I do with all the material wealth in the world. Maybe it’s true—what feeds the soul is not always visible, not always measurable. But it’s real. It’s powerful. And sometimes, it’s the only thing that keeps us going.