I want to write about you, and your body.
You know that thing that allows you to pick up a silver spoon and put your favourite spread into your mouth?
That thing, that despite every bruise and operation still stands strong.
That thing that curled over in heartbreak, that straightened back out.
That thing that your very own mother built by feeding you from her womb and breast.
That thing that if you chose, may one day house the connection of two lovers in the form of a baby.
Fact is your body is not a thing.
It is not a machine,
It is more than cells, organs and the Krebs cycle.
Your body is a fucking asset.
An asset that, nobody on this planet has.
Your body is made up of everything your feet and hands have touched.
The ocean water that moved through your fingers,
That wet grass on your feet on a cold morning.
Your body holds the feelings your heart has endured,
Happiness while watching your family laughing around the fireplace,
Sadness for that person who you thought loved you, but didn’t.
It is part tree - tall, wrinkled from the eyes, grounded.
It is part your best friend, and her comforting words,
It is part poetry and film, your experiences softly strung together in words and images
It is a mix of your ancestors,
Lineages of women and men from thousands of years ago that still stand with you today.
It is part storm, for those times you couldn’t stop crying; was hurt to the core; so angry you got a headache.
Your body is sun.
And like the sun, sometimes you shine all day,
Sometimes you flicker in and out through the clouds,
And sometimes you are nowhere to be seen.
But everyday, like the sun, you are there.
And everyday your body is still a fucking miracle.
A miracle that houses only you.
So never, again, disrespect your body 🌷
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