Zywa The soul

Sex is nature, the soul

makes it happen, maybe
the cells come together
and the soul grows further

in a new body
which will become an old body
that feels its temporality

with a young mind

that counts the years
and cannot comprehend
to be the soul itself

that sets its mind
on new lives
of the eternally old and

eternally young soul

Poem 1659
Amsterdam, 2018-01-22

Collection: Metamorphic body 
Keyword: Soul 
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