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What inside us first starts to grow?
The cells, the skin, the brain?
Or is it the soul pushing out from inside
That begins the flood of indefatigable development
From inaudible giggles and cries we rush
To bigger and better words of ‘outrageous fortune’
Does our mind do this alone? I cannot believe
Is it our legs that teach us to walk,
Our hands that give us knowledge of script?
No, it is the soul,
Like that of the pollen inside a single bud
Urging the delicate bloom to blossom
So as to peak out from the center
And give its worth to the world.
A poem about souls. I've been taking Biology this year as a core class and have covered evolution, mutation, DNA, etc. Yet, somehow in the middle of it all, science still doesn't explain personality, spirit, soul, free-will from instinct, etc. It's a wonder really...
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February 4, 2014
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