Heaviness of a Human

I am a vessel of blood, bone, and heart

A body coated in sun soaked skin

splattered with the freckles and spots of age

yet to come

 

How simple it is to be alive in theory -

but I am more than just a wilting flower

 

These are strange and heavy moments of clarity

in an otherwise fluid existence

 

A hitch in the gut, a flash forward to some

sterile room,

with machines whirring and beeping and

hands clutching hands in final moments

 

How easy it is to lose track of our breaths

How normal these mysteries have become

How often I forget to revel in the beauty

around me - the mountains, the oceans, your eyes

  

 

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