For Nancy

There has been
An unseen shield
Around my soul.
I am safe.
Marked, yes.
Damaged, yes.
But marked,
No longer with death.
This particular
Pain was a death
Eating, chewing
At my body.
And it was a death
Gnawing, tasting
Slowly, grinding
Terrible jaws.
But a Cajun
Angel Doctor
Told me, there
Is to be reprieve.
The Angel’s
Assistant Angel
Asked if there
Was any one to help.
No. I must reach
This wound myself,
Though it is not seen,
I dress the wound.
It did not kill me.
Some one else died,
After almost
One hundred years.
And left the waiting
To one I was blessed
To be able to care for
When she was a child.
And so the
Cycles swirl.
I am to be
Granted more life.
There will be
More terrible,
Scars on my skin.
But I shall live.
And be free
Of this one
Chewing death.
Oh My Little Sister,
It is not over yet,
But I am grateful.
I am grateful.
There is more,
So much more.
But now there is help.
I fight not alone.
As sure as life,
I shall die.
But not this way.
I am grateful.
My Little Sister
I know you want
Me to be released
Of my hermit status.
And this is
The beginning.
This cancer has
Been eating me.
For years,
I have fought,
Knowing what I fought,
Secretly, alone.
Now you,
Have granted,
Reprieve with your care.
The seasons change.
The cycles turn.
We live.
We die.
I am grateful.
I am grateful.
I am grateful.
I am grateful.
Bear … 05.16.2014
ⓒ Bearspawprint


8 comments on “For Nancy

  1. Deborah says:

    Your words and imagery are so powerful! You are so powerful! I am in awe!


  2. Lisa says:

    Nice, Bear. It made me very contemplative.


  3. Esther says:

    Can I just say “wow”?


  4. Outstanding the imagery surrounded me and held me captive throughout, I relate to your words. Ann



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