Chimera

Who am I? My heart?

My brain? My hand?

My pinky toe? My soul?

I am more than the sum of my parts.

If I break a bone, or sell my soul

I will still be here.

But some day, all my parts

Will cease to function

And that will be the end

Of my physical existence.

But the impact of my life shall live.

It shall live in the souls I’ve touched,

In the hearts I’ve warmed, and

The memories of possibly millions.

The future will look back on my life

And wonder who I was.