The Human Brain. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A building site, so busy and bright,
New cells connect with all their might.
A thousand links each passing tick,
A tiny mind shapes, growing very quick!

A complex maze, thoughts take flight,
Both body's needs and mental light.
Billions of cells, a woven thread,
The strangest thing inside our head.

The years go by, changes appear,
Some things slow, and some are less clear.
The brain does shrinks, connections fade,
Waste builds up, a silent cascade.

Thoughts take longer, memories dim,
A slower pace, around the limb.
But strength remains, a mental fire,
Seventy's wisdom, reaching higher.

The front part shifts, a change untold,
Impulses flutter, stories unfold.
This aging brain, though things may wane,
Still holds a life, with joy, and pain.

Though pathways change, and some may fade,
The human spirit is unafraid.
A lifetime lived, a story told,
In wrinkles deep, and wisdom old.