I wrote today's post as part of the WOW-Women on Writing Blanket Tour for
Healing with Words: A Writer's Cancer Journey by Diana M. Raab, MFA, RN
(www.dianaraab.com). The book includes Diana's experiences, reflections,
poetry and journal entries, in addition to writing prompts for readers to
express their own personal stories. A survivor of both breast cancer and
multiple myeloma, Raab views journaling to be like a daily vitamin--in that
it heals, detoxifies and is essential for optimal health.
Diana, the author of eight books, spent 25 years as a medical and self-help
writer before turning to poetry and memoir. She teaches creative journaling
and memoir in UCLA Extension Writers' Program.
If you comment on today's post you'll be entered to win a copy of Healing
with Words: A Writer's Cancer Journey. To read Diana's post about breast
cancer and a list of other blogs participating in Diana's Blanket Tour visit
The Muffin.
In days of Pain
When upon your bed of pain you lay,
Not knowing exactly what to say
Think not why me,
Just look beyond and you will see.
Just look beyond and you will see.
No on can truly say,
What is in our path each day.
All that we can do, is question not why it is so.
My way is not your way,
So listen to what I have to say.
Relax and be comforted through your pain,
For you have so much to gain.
So fear not my sister,
Just let your prayer be heard in a whisper.
You will not be given more than you can bare,
Just remember how much we all cared.
Know always you are not alone,
There is a direct line you can phone.
Knowing that you can reach that man,
Tell him all you can.
So when upon your bed of pain you lay,
With so much to say.
Let not your heart be troubled,
Your reward has just been doubled.
This poem was written by my mother Pat as words of encouragement when my aunt was battling cancer. Unfortunately my beloved Aunt Rhona Warren aka "Teacher" lost her battle on December 16, 2009. She was a beautiful daughter, sister, mother, aunt, grandmother and great grandmother. She was a beautiful woman who was strong, independent, nurturing, funny, hardworking and so much more. She is missed every minute of the day especially by my Mom (sister) who in quiet times still cries for her. She is gone, but will never be forgotten.
The words brought tears to my eyes...thanks for sharing the poem with us...xx
ReplyDeleteOMG....this is just amazing...i can see where you get your talent for expressing yourself with words...congrats on using something as challenging as losing a loved one as a motivation to bring yourself closer to who you are and tapping into your life force - otherwise known as creativity....you're so inspiring woman...keep up the great work.
ReplyDeletexo Mich