90,000 miles of nerves!

brain-sectionhttp://www.ikonet.com/en/visualdictionary/static/us/the_nervous_system

 

“The structure of the nervous system

The nervous system allows our bodies to perceive sensations, to think and to perform all of our movements, both voluntary and involuntary. It is composed of the brain, the spinal cord and the nerves. Anatomically speaking, the nervous system is comprised of the central nervous system (the brain and the spinal cord, which are the interpretation and command centers), and the peripheral nervous system, which is composed of the nerves (the transmission network).”

 

 

Evolution is not pre-arranged

Human roots cause growth and  so cause change
Grow crooked as they slowly push through soil
Life does not come from what is pre-arranged

As across our underworld they range
Happy, undistracted , though they toil
Human roots cause growth and also change

Life must be creative , must be strange
As one body with another coils
Life does not come from what is pre-arranged

British, German, Europeans raged
Scrambled all God’s  Jews  to  mother soil
Their roots were cut by instruments like plagues

Exterminating people trapped and caged
Who  is mad enough  for Satan’s wiles?
Evolution wrecked in such ways strange

What is missing , why are we   damned fools?
War and  genocide destroyed our Jewels
Human roots cause growth ,eternal change
Evolution’s not to be arranged

 

 

The sun,  a stranger,sidles through the door

After deeps of darkness light returns
The sun,  a stranger,sidles through the door
As welcome as a payment hard to earn

The solstice comes, surprised,  green  nature  turns
We feel it in our hearts, in their deep core
After deeps of darkness .light returns

Dreaming by the fire, how much I yearn.
I long for dales, becks, sheep and limestone floors
As welcome as a payment truly earned

Yet from this darkness I have much to learn
To trust the unknown Force, its truth,its lore
Out of darkness . sun and light return

In the centre of the world, earth  burns
Dramatic and devouring all before.
As  the blacksmith holds us, we shall  learn

The dark and light make patterns on stone floors
We make bread and wine , it is no chore.
After  winter darkness light returns
As welcome as a payment we have earned