This is written using the prompts given by Sheryl for February link up at A Chronic Voice
New Beginnings from the Storm
The storm within my body brews
Changing the outlook daily
Swirling, drifting, creeping
One step forward, three steps back
Adjusting to the physical.
What of my mind though?
How does the mental deal with the physical?
The physical is tiring
But the mental is exhausting,
Crushing the buds of hoping underfoot.
Some hope slumbers beneath the pain storm
As the first weak spring rays break out
Warming both my body and mind
Helping those surviving buds
To thrive and blossom.
Become something positive and hopeful
Harnessing my body and mind,
The physical and mental,
Into befriending both myself
And others living just like me.
Our virtual world of chronic storms
Brings the warmth and sunshine
Of support and care,
The awakening of new beginnings
New friendships, new hope.
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