“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Friday, March 15, 2013


After a life storm,
elusive recovery
taunts and beckons both.

One knows the way out.
The brain signals: just move on.
The heart is too tired.

The healing process,
finding acceptance and trust,
all will bide their time.


Karen said...

I often think, the soul is too weary. And when the soul is too tired, the way out is difficult to discern.

Muffie said...

Funny that I included "healing process", in my post today! I really wish I could fully believe there will be ms healing, but I'm such a doubter...

Gail said...

Hello love - the journey to wholeness, to being healed, quite illusive - ebbs and flows between what was, what is, and what we hope will be - the journey is forever. Hang on.
Love and hope for us all

Mary Gerdt said...

Hope the air is fresher, cleaner, and healing swift....and the skies have opened with full sunshine! mary

The Wheelchair Kamikaze said...

Mourning is such a complicated process. Am I really feeling for the one lost, or for my own loss? Those that are gone are at rest, it is we who have been left behind that wrestle with a new reality.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Karen, I imagine you and I are using soul and heart in a similar fashion,; which is, to represent that part of one which is not subject to cold reason and logic.

Muff, the poem can, indeed, refer to MS, though my intent was more broad.

Gail, yes, it is a journey, with all variability you describe.

Mary, that is my hope too!

Marc, indeed, I wrote this poem in the wake of George’s departure, which affected me with an intensity I could never have foreseen. Especially in my case, since I was not a close friend, I suspect my reaction has little to do with George and everything to do with me, as I process the significance of the process he undertook, its relation to having a chronic illness like ours, and its testimony as to the value of hanging on or not at all costs. I feel he exhibited a courage and integrity I am not sure I can match, though I would hope to aim for it.

Laura said...

sending gentle whispers of healing prayer on the wind in your direction... healing is so much more expansive than cure Judy... not what we want to hear perhaps, but it is what is for those of us on this path.


Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Thanks, Laura, your words are ever so healing.