I wrote “In your Hands”
during my dialysis treatment…
In
2010 I was diagnosed with a rare disease called Systemic Scleroderma. In 2011 I
spent most of the year in hospitals. I was sent home to wait for Hospice at the
end of 2011. I was bedbound and very sick.
However,
at home, I started to heal with the help of my sister and my son. I took one
year of Physical Therapy to walk again. The Scleroderma affected my kidneys and
in 2011 I started dialysis. I am now in the process of waiting for a kidney
transplant.
I
have written poetry since I was 14 years old. It is through poetry that I can communicate directly from my
soul: where I cry, where I heal. Poetry writing has always been my most
personal connection to the Divine.
In
Your Hands
Nothing can extinguish your light
because you are in the center of the Sun.
No one can trample your flowers
because your garden is everlasting.
You are in the hands of God.
You are painfully immutable,
unreal and eternal.
The dove flies free
even inside the cage.
The water flows
even within the fist.
The air breathes
even trapped in the tomb.
Keep Flying,
Flowing,
Breathing.
You are in the hands of God.
You were never lost.
Yesterday,
Today,
Tomorrow,
in the hands of God.
And those hands
are made from prayers,
silences, laughter,
and love.
Remember your cradle,
return to your birth.
The memories are not yours,
they belong to God.
Only Love
carved in the hearts
remain.
Loneliness is the veil,
the fog imagined.
The mind seduces,
deceives,
abandons you.
But you do not
lose your place.
Do not go to sleep.
Stay awake.
The sun
always
shines best
at
midnight.
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| "Girl of Sun" by Anna Forestali |
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