A Few Poems of Love and Gratitude

So, today I am suffering from major writer’s block. There are times when I feel like I’m not doing enough, or perhaps more accurately, that I wish I could do more. I really do truly wish that I could wrap you all up in security, love and grace. I want so much the ability to speak to each of you individually and let you know that you are not alone. I feel limited by only being able to write. Though I love writing with all my heart, I just want to do more. When I start to feel this way, stifled by my own limitations, my brain freezes.

To add insult to injury, I’m frustrated lately. I’m frustrated by how difficult it is to get help for Lyme warriors from our medical community. This also leaves me feeling speechless. For that reason, today I am sharing with you a few poems of  love and gratitude. The first one, Split in Half, I wrote over a year ago. I was about two years into remission and struggling/learning to live a “normal” life, post-Lyme disease. The second one, Gratitude, I wrote more recently in response to a podcast I listened to by Brene Brown. I was learning to use gratitude to chase away foreboding joy. I hope they inspire and lift you up today.

Split in Half

One half

            The half that I like better

                        Twirls and flits

                                    It’s joyous, giving and carefree

The other half

            The darker half

                        Simply must

One half

            The first half, the preferred half

                        It’s vibrant and colorful

                                    It undulates

The other half

            The half that insists

                        It’s mechanical and dull

                                    It nags

One half

            The brighter half

                        It seeks pleasure and says, “I want to”

                                    It desires

The other half

            The institutional half

                        It drags its feet

                                    Under the weight of responsibility

One half

            My favorite half, my essence

                        It’s a butterfly

                                    Soaring to new heights

The other half, it tallies

            It’s regimented and scheduled

                        It fears, trembles and procrastinates

One half multiplies, it teems

            Bursting forth with energy and exuberance

                        It sends forth light and life

How do I marry the two?

I marry them with love and reconciliation

I marry them with understanding and gratitude

I marry them knowing that they compliment

I marry them knowing that they need each other

 

Gratitude

My heart’s a flutter, it soars through the night

Lending light and levity in darkness.

Voices of a hundred years

Leaping with joy

For the gratitude that unites and builds life.

It moves my soul and lifts me up

Filled to overflowing

This light within.

It glows like so many embers

Swirling, tumbling, gathering.

Gliding, lifting, rising.

Rising with Hope. Hope that rides the wave.

The wave that lends light and levity.

Levity and light.

 

 

You are all awesome!!

As always, dear friends, keep fighting. You are all so amazing. I see you.