The moment engulfs me,
as I gear up to more physical
discomfort in day.
Heart pulsates feeling pain
inside cellular malfunctions are activated,
as body readies itself for onslaught
Senses attune
to voice patterns
that whisper affirmations
to ground
and orchestrate some relief.
Slow motion
actions are calibrated
with determination
and prayer.
Perhaps today,
will be the day I succumb
to its aches and rest in God's hands.
But I think not!
For I love life to focus
on trust and my inner truth
that pain will heal past life trauma.
That the toucher will soon end
and normalcy to move free will be mine
After all I am a sacred visionary being
able to handle anything
dished out
as I recall
I am love.
I am light.
Inspired by a poem called 6ft by Merope Angel...Though I am not pain the poem inspired me enough to consider their situation and write from that prospective.