Journey of Surrender
Inspired by the weekend prompt.

Wheeled in Full of Pain
Magic needle freeing me
Trust You, Trust Them.
Surgeons work, body sleeps
Waken up morphine drip.
Dream or hallucination?
I shrink to small then to zero
Thoughts all fade like my body.
Am I dying, Am I gone?
Surrender either way.
Trust you, Trust Them.
I awake, tubes, machines.
Did I disappear, Did I die?
Foggy brain, but med is changed.
Trust you, Trust them.
Like an infant stuck in bed.
Through the tubes I am fed.
Tubes go in tubes go out.
Like a babe stuck in bed.
Week after week body grows weak.
Trust You, Trust them.
Surrender then, Surrender now.
Fever lives body lies
Tubes start to leave, hopes to grow.
Trust You, Trust them.
Finally feet touch the floor.
Twenty steps maybe more.
Food still drips, walk with life on pole.
Fever lives have to stay.
More and more I get to pray.
Trust You, Trust them.
Fever hides, food in mouth.
Trust You, Trust them.
New lessons, insulin and tests
Learn to cope, Learn to Thrive.
Trust You, Trust Me.
Surrender to what Be.






