The River
It flows continuously,
Always different
Yet the same.
We grow continuously,
Always different
Yet the same.
Molecules flow through.
Replacing all,
Yet we remain.
Every three months,
New bodies,
The smile the same.
The river of the cosmos
Flows through,
An endless game.
Opher – 17.10.2020
For us the changes of age come slowly even though the changes are much faster. Cells die and are replaced. Every three months we have a new body, yet it is built to the same plan.
The molecules flow in and the molecules flow out like water flowing down a river.
We look the same but we are always different.