A Sonnet of Mind and Body
The mind and body don’t always agree
On who should control all, or at least most,
Of one network. The mind says thought is free,
But the body remains a jealous host.
Without guidance, the body will just sleep
And gorge and fantasize at the expense
Of exercise—the stirring of our deep
Desires is often only decadence.
So, sometimes the mind needs to crack the whip
And firmly bend the body to its will.
Those unlucky people who let life slip
Away without having mastered a skill
Have no choice but to stew in their regret
And study a void they’ll never forget.