The Island (2003)

You smile and take my hand,
And say you understand

You see my heart ache,
Yet you do not cry

Your voice speaks words
That action does not follow

My eyes see slivers of light you once saw,
Yet now reveal nothing

Your mind is awake,
But you do not rise
Change is constant,
Yet complacency is your way

Waves crash and fall
All around you,
Yet the island withstands

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Interested in the sequel to this poem? Find it here.

If you liked this poem, check out my latest edition of the book I wrote twenty years ago called The Gift of a Rose: Witness to a Transformation.” It is a compilation of prose and some meditation I wrote as I was going through my experience as a metastatic breast cancer survivor. Let me know what you think!