complex in simplicity
this flesh knows its workings
& I move thankfully unaware
of it, unknowing
the small daily living and dying off
of what makes me
those cellular selves
echoing the deep fingerprint
of the hands that shaped
not just this I
but everything
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Deep truth…we are often so unconscious of ourselves and our depth
Thanks Boomie–yes, we are.
To make the complex appear simple is the hallmark of the perfect artist!
Yes, true–and he did that, did he not? Oh, I so want to capitalize here…
This is a nice blend of biology and personality and reminds me of Lewis Thomas’s The Lives of a Cell (a great read).
Oh my, you just brought me back in time to high school, which is when I read that book and fell in love with it! Thank you!
a revelation ! Lovely to read out loud, a rhythmic plow~ BEAUTIFUL !
Thanks, Deb!