Creation's left its markers <br />Imprinted on the being; <br />You have to know just where to look <br />To know what you are seeing. <br /> <br />The hollow down my back <br />Is where the sperm divides the seed, <br />The navel on my stomach, <br />Where the embryo must feed. <br /> <br />The space between the eyes <br />Is the animal body's clock, <br />It watches for the sunlight; <br />To the pineal gland, it talks. <br /> <br />The dreamers dream is paralyzed, <br />The autonomic does it, <br />So that we won't leap up then <br />And much too fully trust it. <br /> <br />The blackest center of my eye's <br />Where humankind is tied; <br />The place we look to prove we're true, <br />And also, find the lie. <br /> <br />We once were water creatures <br />And inside the womb, had gills, <br />That now are ears and cheeks <br />And they enable us to hear. <br /> <br />We're maternal mammals <br />And we make our babies milk, <br />So they'll have the perfect food- <br />And seldom, do we spill. <br /> <br />We hide our stash of eggs <br />Deep within the body's cave; <br />And each one is more precious, <br />For amounts of time we gave. <br /> <br />We have the longest childhood, <br />More than other forms of life- <br />So we can learn to live in peace <br />Avoiding the strife. <br /> <br /> <br />Psalm 139: 14 (New International Version) <br />'I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; <br /> your works are wonderful, <br /> I know that full well.'<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wonderfully-and-fearfully-made/
