I think

I like where this road has taken me.

Yeah.

That seems right.

Diem Bipolar

Rough start,

heartfelt conversation, coffee, and goodbye,

cumbersome moments with strangers,

some happy/sad goodbyes,

excellent conversation with family,

stressful thoughts,

funny conversation,

painstaking trashectomy,

r&r.

I urge the pendulum to not take another swing.

But, if it does,

I'll be prepared.

a time to tear, and a time to mend

the white blood cells wage war

the wound is stitched closed

the brain cells recover

the heart's murmur becomes softer and fainter

the tumor gets smaller and smaller and smaller

and i, the cynical, ungrateful, impatient patient,

even while being swallowed up by such hope and life,

ask if they will win

ask when it will heal and if it will scar

ask how that is even possible

ask if it will ever be silent

ask when it will finally disappear

and in spite of my selfish and sardonic attitude,

i am lovingly reminded to be still

and know that He is the good surgeon

and to take heart

and wait for Him.

Pro-cras-tin-ation

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