What’s a body for?

To keep ‘you’ alive
To give you an identity that people recognise
To cry, to run, to smile

To bring you back home
to make emotions tangible from formless to form
from the first day you were born

The heart is like a time bomb
waiting to find out right from wrong
until that final gong

It’s your temple
the incarnate of your soul
life and death together — the Philosopher’s stone

So go,
live fully in the best way that you know
cry, run, smile — until it can’t take ‘you’ anymore

~by Boyan

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