Much more than ability to feel
The cold caress of snow upon your cheek
A gentle tingle softly melting –
A drop of water on your face.

More, even, than the scent of lilacs in the air
Warm wafting clouds of summertime
A perfumed fairy dance
Blooming abundance on the breeze.

Your humanity is more than wide open eyes
Watching the sun set into sea
Coloring the sky with flames
Illuminating clouds and your imagination.

Birdsong in the morning, cricket chirps at night
Rustling autumn wind through colored leaves
And water gently breaking on the shore
This sounds like our humanity; but it is something more.

Creating what is beautiful and loving what you see
That pull within your breast that says,
“Come and dance with me”

The moment one first falls in love,
Heart thumping loudly in the chest

And in our sorrow, grief, and loss
Gut-wrenching, the capacity to feel:
We wish for numbness, cry for help –
Even that is real.

It’s more than just our hands and feet, our eyes-mouth-ears-and-nose
More than what we feel today or how our spirit grows

Humanity is bundled up in something greater than this poem
Wrapped inside each one of us, it’s what defines our home.


“Humanity,” By Brittany Boles, circa 2014

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