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Wonderfully and Fearfully Made

Creation's left its markers
Imprinted on the being;
You have to know just where to look
To know what you are seeing.

The hollow down my back
Is where the sperm divides the seed,
The navel on my stomach,
Where the embryo must feed.

The space between the eyes
Is the animal body's clock,
It watches for the sunlight;
To the pineal gland, it talks.

The dreamers dream is paralyzed,
The autonomic does it,
So that we won't leap up then
And much too fully trust it.

The blackest center of my eye's
Where humankind is tied;
The place we look to prove we're true,
And also, find the lie.

We once were water creatures
And inside the womb, had gills,
That now are ears and cheeks
And they enable us to hear.

We're maternal mammals
And we make our babies milk,
So they'll have the perfect food-
And seldom, do we spill.

We hide our stash of eggs
Deep within the body's cave;
And each one is more precious,
For amounts of time we gave.

We have the longest childhood,
More than other forms of life-
So we can learn to live in peace
Avoiding the strife.

Psalm 139: 14 (New International Version)
'I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.'
Patti Masterman



A Beautiful Man's Mind

Underneath it all begins to ripple,
beneath the accordion folds of a perfect afternoon,
the phosphorescent streets lost in rain
while falling from vision, a number of pearly clouds

Words silent, when it all begins to unfold,
how well I remember how it passed;
washing the skin on the body,
drinking in the feelings, the melting smiles

Igniting rare visions for numberless minutes-
praying before the stolen cenotaph
of a beautiful man's mind
Patti Masterman



A Universe's Song

Though I am the algorithm
for dust into dust,
And though they may say
life arose because it must

In my body, long-dead suns still slumber on-
And in my heart, beats a universe's song.
Patti Masterman



Be Dauntless

Be dauntless, though the world has knives-
And you have but a single life.

Be brave, though some are braver still-
And you own only your own will.

Be deathless, though death comes to each-
Immortality's out of reach.
Patti Masterman
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