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David Boadella
 

Im Gedenken an David Boadella

1931-2021

 

“I and my body”

 

Do I carry my body through this life or does it carry me?

Do I take care of it, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse,

In sickness, in health, as long as we stay together.

Or does it take care of me?

When I rise out of bed, I leave an imprint in the sheets,

The shape of my body.

 When I rise out of my body, I leave an imprint in the flesh,

The shape of who has been living there.

 When the light goes out, my shadow is gone;

When the life goes out, my body is gone.

 

Who dies?

Not I.

poem by David Boadella

© Copyright Dr. David Boadella 2021

         

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