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

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

I Marvel

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I stumble onward
through a dense fog of fatigue,
managing my chores.

Ever mindful of
pain my steady companion,
I muster true grit.

It is a marvel
how much I do accomplish
despite shortcomings.

8 comments:

Muffie said...

We can amaze ourselves with what we're able to do -- even with a disability impeding our progress. Good thoughts here!

Gail said...

Indeed!!!!!! Well said........
Love to you
Gail
peace.....

Karen said...

"Pain my steady companion"... I am not accomplishing much at the moment I am afraid.

Dabble said...

Love this...I know the feelings you describe...

Google runs Blogger so it probably just tied everything together as it is won't to do... Will see if it lets me post..;-)

Unknown said...

Dear Judy,
I just received your book. I cannot adequately express how beautiful, peaceful, subtle and meaningful are your haikus.
Your dedication to our son, George, is a gift of such honor for which we are filled with gratitude.
You proved that his life touched a complete stranger, and had impact.
March 3 will be one year since he died. We think of him each day, and now your haiku will keep his memory alive for as long as humanity reads.
Thank you, mi amiga, and may you find peace and healing.
Hilda Bokos

Judy said...

It is not a coincidence that this poem was posted during a time when my fatigue is at the worst it has been in a long time. Nor is it surprising that it has taken me so long to respond. The unrelenting stress in my life due to my own illness and also my husband’s is really stretching my coping mechanisms. But, I always treasure your comments and want to acknowledge them.

Muff, I’m amazed that I somehow put food on the plate et al. because it is an enormous challenge.

Gail, thanks for understanding.
Karen, as if the fatigue weren’t bad enough, pain is now becoming also an increasing burden.

Debbie, I’m glad you understand but sorry your own circumstances brought on that understanding.

Hilda, it is I who is honored. Your words were comfort indeed because they make me believe that despite this horrible illness, I can still have a positive impact on the world.

Laura said...

It is a marvel, all that you do, how you mete out your energy with care. I have your book now Judy, right by my bedside. It is, YOU are, such an inspiration!

Judy said...

Oh, Laura, thank you! As I am definitely a work in progress, it is good to know that others can see the good in me. Your comment came just when I needed some lifting. So YOU are an inspiration. Thanks for getting my book.