Several Billion Cells

Posted: June 24, 2014 in Everyday Life

Life is a whim of several billion cells to be you for a while.  ~Author Unknown

To that quote I add this.

Several Billion Cells

As my cells group to make me who I am each day
I feed them, give them air, water, shelter and transportation
I am the vehicle for the DNA to satisfy their sexual urge to survive
I think I am in control
but really I am cursed to be at the whim of billions of cells.
And I think I am only as one, an island
As I care for my army of cells each day
I ignore their multitude and only think of me not we
I think I am coordinating my efforts
but I am only the result of their needs
Is it for my sanity or the need of the whole
that they allow me to think I have a soul?
Is that the false hope, the vapor that holds me together?

DSS

 

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Comments
  1. Good questions! Good thoughts! Great poem! Things I’ve thought about several billion times (well, probably not that many! 😉 )
    I think, in some respects, we ARE at the whim of our cells.
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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