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Book 12 Page 6

 

Mathematical, but not without soul

 

The body is a machine; it works like clock work,

It works in a mathematical fashion,

But! it is not without soul.

 

The earth is an object, it works tirelessly to order.

It works in a mathematical fashion,

But! it is not without soul.

 

The brain is an organ, it works via electricity and chemicals.

It works in a mathematical fashion

But! it is not without soul.

 

The universe is a large thing; it contained you and me,

It works in a mathematical fashion,

But! it is not without soul.

 

Nothing is without soul, for soul makes things real and whole.

Even the mathematics on which soul relies,

On which soul is tied,

is not without soul.

 

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au 27/12/99