The same old morning ritual
Going to the bathroom assisted
Taking a shower assisted
This is the moment which makes me think
Who would have ever thought?
I can’t take care of
My business
By myself.
Three months has past since
I entrusted myself to the care of others.
Some have left
Others have become closer
Those who have left
Liked who I was when I was healthy.
Those who have stayed
Like who I was and
Have embraced who I am when I am weak.
The departure and the arrival
All are part of life
I should accept with gratitude.
“Some doors close, and others open,”
Bob said.
Listen to yourself,
We’ve once closed the doors to each other.
In the early evening
Naoko came
With Tempura
Empty stomach is the best seasoning.
I ate it up.
We spoke our mind
In truth talk
All by ourselves
First time in a long while
It’s so nice, so good.
She gave me
A foot massage.
Before I knew
I forgot all about the time.
I now understand what laying of the hands on (treatment)
Really means.
Phew
While owing to Clarithromycin
All was still well today.
Tomorrow another door will open.
The project to reform my way of life
Is in motion.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J. Ujiie
copyright 2011
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