(Art by Rachelle Cox)
Body, soul, all as one,
But sometimes they go against each other,
Like enemies who can’t be in the same room,
Or they are best friends, like sister and brother.
Body, made up of
Cells, tissue, organs, systems.
This is what keeps us living
As we move around our limbs.
Body, it’s a miracle,
It can work on its own but sometimes needs help
It adapts so quickly
Or not at all.
Slowly, swiftly, changing, stopping
Body, I will never fully understand it but I don’t think anyone will,
It is like an unsolvable puzzle, some day someone will come along and solve the puzzle of the body
By Róisín K