The Body (What We Are)

Fri, 08/07/2015 - 01:36 -- lauxrl

 

Blood rushes through us,

pumped from our life source.

Ever beating to

make us who we are.

 

Each breath we take

sustains us, bodies

taking care to 

see us through each day.

 

We can think, we

learn, sing, dance, shout.

Making our own choices,

feelings pouring from us.

 

They help us move through 

a world which takes its

shape around us 

continually

 

With us as its heart

Its very own source

of life and what

keeps us going too.

 

If life and what

we can do with it

Isn't awesome

Then what is??

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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