The percussion of your heartbeat,
Your blood as it flows round,
The wonder that is hearing,
As the ear absorbs each sound.
The reach of both your arms and legs,
The subtle movements of the hand,
The support that your legs give you,
As you move from sit to stand.
The glories that the eye perceives,
It’s such a splendid view,
Just quietly breathe in and out,
Acknowledging the miracle that is you!
Human Perfection
07 Tuesday Jan 2014
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That is nice Caro. We are all fearfully and wonderfully made, aren’t we?
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Thank you Philip. Yes, I think we are the most perfectly engineered machines…nothing man-made (so to speak) can touch us!
Wonderful as always. Your poetry is amazing. I’m trying my hand at writing poetry at the moment!
Thank you. Good luck!