Winter in my heart
Has come
Its icy winds
Shake the trees bare of leaves
And a sadness of longing
For what was once green
Fresh
Young
Tender
Unspoiled
Arises from deep within
Now that I am being burned
In the service of healing
I wonder how goodness
Can come out of this much pain
Struggling to breathe
Under the burning power of your rays
How can I summon the energy to remain
The idea of leaving haunts me now
I think I would have preferred the cancer
To take me
Standing as I was on the brink of freedom
At least intact
Only to be captured yet again
My heart burned by your fire
With lymph nodes ripped out
My system is struggling harder
My heart burns with old woundings
I am releasing
Give me fresh air
Let the cold wind blow
Fresh breezes around me
Help me touch base with nature
That which renews
Beyond the stifling limits of the man made
Lay me down in green fields
And shower your blessing on my soul
As winter steals in
On icy feet
Mother nature hold me
Tenderly in the palm of your hand
While I shed these tears
Releasing
The heartbreak
Of ages
Reblogged this on Emerging From The Dark Night and commented:
A poem written in the heat of the end of my radiotherapy treatment for breast cancer.
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