By Mary Hill
I share this poem to help develop empathy and because of this scripture:
“All of you, be like-minded, be sympathetic, love one another, be compassionate and humble.” ~1 Peter 3:8
What is Lost After and From Before
A notion surprises me after the mind has gone to sleep.
How many words and prose have I lost because I could not connect with thoughts.
I could not type without screaming fingers swelling on keyboard letters
Lost in a soup of forgetfulness
Some lines are lost forever
In a fog of fatigue of fibromyalgia
Brought upon by riddled diseases, arthritis.
That infect the mind.
Gone are the nuggets of truth that I failed to record.
The midnight house is quiet with all but the swosh of the fan. Alone, in the dark, the glimmering light of screen flickers.
Picture the before when words came easily and with grace.
Now, a master piece gone into the cloud of nothingness.
Creativity spurned and neglected.
Disease creeps in and steals away my mind crafted words.
Depression and self pity set in for short time,
But only allowed to the forefront momentarily.
Too many battles to fight
Too many wars to wage again inhumanity and sin
Through prayer and action.
Today’s wonderful art work was done by Kevin Bird of Fort Lauderdale, Fla. If you want to see more of his work visit this link: http://hyperballad22.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=0 .
~TWO SHOES TUESDAY~
Stories, poems and essays – original fiction and non-fiction
Your choice of themes for Tuesday, September 16th are:
Your lines speaks of immense optimism in the face of adversity. Really poured your heart out with so many beautiful words woven in a lyrical way.
I so hear this battle.
But how glorious the catch is when you do capture the words.
Very wise words.
I agree.
We must pray & carry on with faith, Mary.
Sometimes all you can do is keep on keepin’ on. I have found with chronic illness/conditions we need to try not to compare the before and after of life. Today is enough.
Praying for the nuggets unrecorded in the darkness will resurface with your continual digging! xoxo I also pray this for me.
Hi, thanks Lisa for the wonderful well wishes. I will pray for you too.
I too have lost so many thoughts because I failed to jot them down. Your poem is lovely.
Thank you for sharing your inspiring post with us here at “Tell Me a Story.”
Mary. We don’t know the silent pain others experience sometimes. I wish you healing – the butterflies are a symbol of metamorphosis – change. (Can you get a tape recorder and speak into it?) Your thoughts would be beautiful to read.
How important it is for your writing to help you mask the pain. Do keep it up and I hope the butterflies help you keep on working at it!
The artwork is wonderful, but the true beauty is in the depth of your words. I have had the same thoughts at times, all the wonderful things I wanted to write and say that slipped away before they made it to the keyboard or paper. I also understand well the fatigue and unyielding fingers that make writing so difficult. And yet I look at your work here and I see that there are still deep thoughts expressed and shared, and the gift has not left you. Depression from dealing with chronic illnesses has a way of filtering lives through layers of gray. But we both know the Son shines on our lives, and blesses us in many ways, and gives us ways to serve, so our days will never be devoid of meaning and purpose, and our words will always be an expression of that love! Keep writing as you can, have you tried voice to text on your computer? My laptop, tablet, and phone have it, and it is more accurate than you would think, with only grammar and spelling corrections needed in some places. It’s a fun way to record a rough draft that you can polish on later, or a late night though that you don’t want to vanish away! XOXO
Mary,
I found you via Soli Del Gloria. Do you have Fibro? Since I’m new to your blog I am not sure of your history or if this is a family member’s perspective. I too have been battling it. I have been on a treatment for 7 weeks and have had my pain and fog and fatigue reduced by at least 80%. I pray you find healing and relief. It’s a monster. I’ll be writing about it this week. I am touched by the people around the globe who have shared with me since I’ve shared about it. God is there in the midst.
Bless your dear heart.
well written Mary it paints a real picture of the painful (both physical and psychological) fog of chronic illness. And pretty amazing art work as well.
This is so beautiful, Mary! I am so glad that you are putting words down… laying them out like an offering and a memorial of what God can do! We are neighbors today over at Holly’s… testifying together on this fine Tuesday! xoxo