Curtis Johnson Poet Kimo

Kimo Therapy

Although there was plenty of oxygen,
                                             we prayed for miracles.
                                          My friend needed new lungs.

                                   One giant of a man, most kind and true
                                              If broken, he could fix it
                                                His love fixed people

                                    In the zone of mystery, God is there.
                                           Pursuits for answers, futile.
                                              Then, eternity speaks.

                                        07112018 Poetry Soup Contest
                                           Kimo Therapy, Carol Connell

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Anne-Lise Andresen July 13, 2018 at 12:42 PM - Faith, love and miracles ... can fix a lot, Curtis :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Lyric Man July 12, 2018 at 10:49 PM I had a friend get a new pair of lungs on Christmas Day several years ago. It was essential for time to live and he was down to his last few days. It was both powerful and strange to pray for quick lungs, where we knew to get them someone else would have to die.