Tags
almonds, cancer, dying, guitar, illness, Leo Brower, love, poetry, pomegranates, Rumi
Sometimes things have happened in my journey through life that I didn’t plan for and, though these occurrences may be frightening at the time, I cannot see them as ‘bad’ because with them comes something or someone good.
Once upon a time
when I was very ill,
Or should that be
once upon a time
when I thought I was going to die.
A man came into my life
and these were the words he said to me
yes
these were his very words:
He said……
‘I cannot believe that someone who looks as healthy as a trout,
I cannot believe that someone who is as fizzy as an alka seltzer
is going to die today or tomorrow
or anytime soon.
And he sat on my bed
(I was sick remember)
and pulled his guitar across his knee
and played
‘Un dia en noviembre’
by Leo Brower
and he read me poems by Rumi
and he brought me croissants for breakfast
and made me cakes from honey and almonds and pomegranates
to build up my strenght and take the taste of the cancer treatment from my tongue
So
I decided I could be as healthy as a trout and as fizzy as an alka seltzer
today or tomorrow
or sometime soon
and
instead of dying
I got better and I began write and paint again
and he (his job now done) went away.
the end.
