How A Cancer Survivor Never Look At Life The Same Again
A short poem
FALLING
In love.
Out of love.
For you.
From the Heavens with gravity.
Leaves in brown autumn.
Apart to rebuild new parts.
“Why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.” — Alfred (in Batman Begins).
RISING
In love.
From love.
With you.
From the Abyss against gravity.
Sun on the horizon.
Together to rebuild new parts.
And so the cycle repeats.
Author’s notes: While Waiting in hospitals during her cancer days, she observed that humans seem to live in a never-ending cycle of destruction and construction.
Hospitals are some of the rare places, where we see life and death all happening at the same time.
Treasure Life. Be In Awe of Life. And Life will treasure you back. Let’s all hop on the rollercoaster ride of our lifetime.
Tagging some of the fellow TBIN writers and their stories — An Old Dog by Alex Godley Strength by Kyomi O’Connor The Death of Perfection by Samedra Carter
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