ponder for a moment
the intricacies of being:
trillions of cells,
beautifully fragile
tragically expendable
i am,
you are,
we exist
as miracles
the meaning of life
is that we are,
but that we won’t
always be.
I found this incredible short clip about cells. I hope with all my heart that it will play. Let me know if it does not.
I’ve tried being
philosophical,
but it isn’t my style, and
Practicality
is practically
unobtainable.
I think I’ll be
winsome instead.
Winsome seems a
logical choice,
neither happy nor
morose, yet somewhere
in between as in,
you WIN SOME,
you lose some.
Perhaps I have
a bit more
wondering to do
before I find my niche.
I’ll just be
winsome until
something better
comes along.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 