Ode to Multiple Sclerosis
Thankful every day for my “illness”

Who can predict the future? I vaguely remember the past. I’m only sure about right now. This moment, and the next.
Just a breath and a look around. I hear music, feel sunlight, smell coffee, I see family, and friends, Amazing blessings.
We just call it “letters” “M” and “S”, 2 of the 26 English letters. They only get as much power as you give them. Leg pain, tiredness, all the rest? You don’t faze me

There is no real past When I did not have MS No future, just now.
Yesterday’s issues A distant faint memory Hear the truck outside?
Outside the wind blows So gently, trees sway. I think Of nothing at all.
If my body works at all, I still feel grateful To hear a friend’s laugh
Pain is just info The secret is not to run Straight to aversion
MS doesn’t get A vote in how sad or Happy I feel today.






