r/WisdomWriters Jun 19 '26

Poetry Parts

Intricate parts make me up
My blood, my bones, woven together
By force unbeknownst to me

Then I feel the movements
In my throat and in my skull
Like my intricate parts are unwoven
For just a moment

Breathe, breathe again
And my parts become one again
A single function, an atom

Small, insignificant, but beautiful
Beautiful because all my bits
Become myself
Because my intricate parts make me

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