Body numb, mind in hopeless disarray
Despair and fear consumes, relentless
Acclimated now to such exquisite pain, solitude
Resigned to wallow in this… fully & completely.
Grasp on reality dwindles, seems senseless
Daily plans fall short, intentions meaningless
Nightly dreams fitful, restless from discomfort
Gasping for air, I wake, anxiety ridden, nervous
Needful of peace, I search for calm & normalcy.
Where the red fern grows –
As the children’s story told us
In death, there will also be life
Strong, resilient to the season
Only God truly knows how
Or why this rogue flower blooms
Once again with beauty.
Ah, tis the message… Be present
Focus on the here & now
Not what wasn’t supposed to be.