Progress – seldom linear –
tosses me into unexpected decline –
stranded and incapacitated.
My son – with labour-hardened strength
leaps to my side, steadying me
and I feel the fear in his caring grip.
My daughter, ever compassionate,
reaches out for me with horror-filled eyes
as my body crumples onto the bed.
My husband, my oak, seeks to comfort
his voice betraying the helplessness
this futile predicament imposes.
Beloveds, I know that you see me
this dis-abled, non-functioning shell
weakened and sickly, lying on this bed.
Do not be deceived – that is not me –
it is only an illusion –
a vessel – temporarily fettered.
I am, in essence, beside you –
ambitions and desires intact.
Feel me there, tall and proud.
Sense the wholeness of my being
remember me for the woman I am yet to be –
My spirit stands strong.
(I first wrote this poem in August of 2015, when efforts to sit up and visit with friends caused a collapse. I wrote it as reassurance for my family that the woman they knew was still strong. I post here now as a reminder to myself – of how far I have come, and how strong my spirit remains.)
This is a breathtaking poem, VJ, informing me as to your strength in spirit, and also challenging to remember these words as perhaps pertain to several of my friends in various stages of health crises. I’m moved to think about these words.
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Thank you, Debra. Glad you could relate.
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Well said, Debra.
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Very moving.
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Thank you!
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Yes we just vessels for our spirit cannot be encumbered. Great reminder.
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Thank you!
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V.J., this is a powerful poetic tribute to love and healing. So glad you had the insight to see your true essence through this trauma. So glad that you have met again with that woman you knew you always were. Inspiring read.
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Bless you, LuAnne for your encouraging words.
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Glad that you emerged stronger from your setback. Love and family support can help one tide over tough challenges. Best wishes VJ 💖
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Appreciate the encouragement.
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I feel like you’ve gone through many hard times. Family seems to be a major support for you. Strength can come from many directions.
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Thanks Olga. I suppose I’ve suffered no more than anyone else – I just write about it more, lol.
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You should be proud of yourself Val 😇
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Thanks Elaine.
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You can definitely hear your strength, your spirit, in this poem.
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Thanks Heather.
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Amazing! As I was reading this I kept thinking that this could have been about me.
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Thank you. We are stronger than others may think.
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Beautiful, and you will always be there V.J.
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Yes…haunting even after death, lol.
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