I go among the body
Of the world
I walk and breathe and talk
A roundabout human
Experience arriving forever
Passing youth together
To the sunlit center
Of a city brief
In the history of time
I go among the body
Of the planet
But I am a cell without
Knowing it, we have
This myth of individuality
It’s a pleasant thought
To imagine being free
But I am protein and blood
Like any creature
I depend upon oxygen and light
Water and the creativity
That makes my life meaningful
I go among the body
With a harvest of womb
And genes burning
For some journey
Like a dream I keep
Making children
As if the outcome is always
Better and special
And we break into
Daylight as always
Aware and alone
That the world is talking
About itself to itself
And not truly to us.
Deep thoughts. Very nice.
Thanks Ben
I am enamored by your thought process.
well it’s always nice to get encouragement