connections

May 14, 2013

me to my mother my mother to hers my sisters, my brothers all in this world the rain in the sky the sea down below the orchids, the cacti the whale, the crow one human to another one human to the world the world to the galaxy galaxy to the universe and yet it comes down to each little cell connecting the body, connecting it well neuron to neuron giving us life giving us function determining wrong from right we are not just mammals roaming the earth we feel love, we feel passion from the moment of birth me to my mother my mother to hers we all make a difference we all can be heard

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mollymc10May 14, 2013

This poem is about how the smallest living unit gives life to such impressive and unique organisms, and how the smallest particles compose the universe. In turn, all make up the bigger picture, and all in some way are connected.It glorifies the beauty of science and of the world, and shows us that with all of this, we are still more than just organized cells. Through the life given to us, we have the power to change the world.