Is my body
My own
Without my
Memories?
Does it tell
Tales of
Death and life?
Can it revitalise
The buried
And
Silenced?
Can it bring
Love to life?
Will it
Continuously
Regenerate itself
And weave agony
Into a persistent glory?
“Mademoiselle Alice Guérin” by Paul César Helleu (1859-1927)