New Poem
Here’s a new poem, called ‘Illness and Resurrection,’ based on my own experience of becoming ill and getting better again. When I’m healthy again, it feels like a resurrection, as if my soul has healed as well as my body. Let me know what you think of the piece - it would be great to have feedback, as I’ve only just written it.
Illness and Resurrection
Illness is inevitable
when you’re weighed
down by too many demands
and overwhelmed by too much information
when you’ve pushed yourself so hard
(after all, you push yourself harder than you would ever push anyone
else)
that you’ve lost touch with your essence.
The pressure’s too great, and your being collapses.
It rebels and shouts ‘enough!’
and refuses to go on.
At first you’re frustrated -
how can you be ill when there’s still so much to do
when you’ve built up so much momentum and covered so much ground?
Surely you’ll fall behind, now that you’re sidelined?
But don’t resist - allow yourself to retreat and rest.
Let solitude and quietness embrace you
and guide you back to the centre of yourself.
Soon you’ll feel rich new energy seeping through
and beginning to replenish you.
Soon the broken fragments of your being
will stir to life again,
draw together and slowly reassemble.
And as you grow toward wholeness
your
senses will begin to open again -
tentatively at first, like flowers who are dazzled by new light.
Your mind will slow down and settle,
like a lake after a storm, as dust falls
to the bottom.
Your blurred vision will begin to clear
so that you can see your path again.
And then you
will reemerge
re-attuned to your essence
re-aligned with your purpose
healed and whole again
ready to begin your life anew.
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That’s all for now.
All best wishes and blessings, Steve
