Our Mysterious Brain (a poem of inspiration)
Our brains...its study, we try to understand, still to be shrouded in a mysterious cloud,
Since time immemorial, from those old Grecian days...covered by this enigmatic shroud.
Socrates, Plato and Aristotle, great minds and fine examples, as great thinkers, all to be,
Could never fathom the enormity of the individual mind...its true nature, for them to see.
Glial cells, are the cement of our brains...its meaning "wise", as in language, that of the Greek,
Unknown to them all, its reflection, though seems very small...this, that we now may seek.
A universe of questions that we may ask, and these, seems universal answers, for us to give,
The comparison of each...of the brain's farthest reaches, multi-universes, within us to live.
The brain, as we know it, its functions, are quite profound, encased in its neat cerebellum,
The Frontal lobe...the behavior and the thoughts... abstract, creativity, ours not to live without.
The Occipital lobe, is for vision and reading, the Parietal, touch and response, its phylum.
Marvelous brain power, we think we may know...yet, beyond our range, a greater shout.
The Temporal lobe, both auditory and visual, right hemisphere, the left sides, our emotions,
The Left hemisphere, controls our right sides, language produced, in our best of devotions,
Our Cerebellum...balance, our posture, and Medulla oblongata, rhythmic beat, of the heart,
Brain's stem, a vital need, monitors bodily and sensory passages, of our faces, to be a part.
Glia...the brains cementing factor...such vital members...outnumbering neurons 50 to one...
Now comes thoughts from the recesses of our minds...the importance, as bright as the sun.
The reflective significance...regaled in our brains, this spectrum... was meant to be, as so,
Visual appreciation of a grand universal match...ours, to but look...and then...ours to know.
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