The moment engulfs me, as I gear up to more physical discomfort in day.
Heart pulsates feeling pain inside cellular malfunctions are activated, as body readies itself for onslaught
Senses attune to voice patterns that whisper affirmations to ground and orchestrate some relief.
Slow motion actions are calibrated with determination and prayer.
Perhaps today, will be the day I succumb to its aches and rest in God's hands. But I think not!
For I love life to focus on trust and my inner truth that pain will heal past life trauma.
That the toucher will soon end and normalcy to move free will be mine
After all I am a sacred visionary being able to handle anything dished out as I recall I am love. I am light.
Inspired by a poem called 6ft by Merope Angel...Though I am not pain the poem inspired me enough to consider their situation and write from that prospective.