a straw gains value by falling in to the stream of consciousness 

all experiences, observations, memories, impressions,--- learnt , acquired, accumulated---all good bad useless, ---are insignificant straws, in the mind

in fact they are debris, a burden blocking the creativity of an ordinary man, some times causing harm, making him ineffective , binding him to conformity to degenerate ways of living--the sanskaars.

he does not know how to come out or get rid of them

but for an enlightened man ,a rishi, a poet, the vary same straws become the raw materials for him to construct a poem, to create a melody, ----to innovate an universe. since he is a flow,chethna,he is not static., jada

he is the stream of consciousness, chethana sravanthi

in the stream, the same straw s in his mind come out as beautiful expressions, chunks of truths. 

he uses the same alphabets, same words, idiom grammar but what comes out is a artistic creation , 

thus the ordinary things become extraordinary in his expression, gaining value by association with the stream 

his mind a sheet clean

his imagination the fluent pen

his ink the consciousness

with him

the dictionary flows

the alphabet glows

poetry is as deep as the rishi is

when rishi is rooted in the field of infinite creativity,

his every utterance is a poetry, and a novelty

extend it to god

an ordinary individual , a stone , in rama kaarya, does not drown, becomes a raw material to construct the sethu , gaining infinite value by just being with him, the chethna