Ken Jordan Poet Light Verse

My Illness

Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: My Illness 
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan (Medicine Woman)
written: September/2012


Through 
the illness
of my 
body,
and
spirit,

I see myself
asleep
on a gurney...

and
soundless
as they
lift me 
onto
a
stainless 
steel bed -

There are
monitors 
all around
me,
camera's,
surgical
instruments,
and six
huge
hand adjusted
operating
room lights....

shinning
from the ceiling -

Four Nurses
walked in,

a Surgeon,
and two
attending 
Physicians  -

They began
to speak on
how difficult 
my procedure
would be -

Not knowing
that I was
barely
awake -

They gave me
a fifty percent
chance -

But before
I fell
into
a coma-like
sleep
I said:

God will 
fix it,
all things
are possible
when we
believe -

And because
of my faith,
the Great Spirit
wasn't ready
to set me free -

"If ye have faith
as a grain
of mustard seed,
Ye shall say
to this mountain,
remove hence
to yonder place;
and it shall 
be moved,
and nothing
shall be
impossible
unto you. "
           
At this very
moment,
I felt my 
Lungs
breath again -

Inhaling the
freshness
of life -

And  exhaling
all
lures
of negativity
that had invaded
my breathing 
space
and threatened my
Life...

And with
a gentle touch
I woke up
in ICU
and looked
into the 
Warm & Gentle eyes
of my
Medicine Woman...
my wife -
who said:
"Welcome home
my love,
Welcome home."

In my darkest
hour
The Great Spirit
gave me
a feather,
to keep in
my soul 
forever -

He said
that I would
soar
to great heights

My spirit
has been
Lifted;
Renewed!!!

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Anne-Lise Andresen January 8, 2014 at 3:47 AM - An experience you will never forget - Hope all is well with you! - Thank you posted this, Ken. - Life is not only beautiful poetry ... or a bed of roses. - oxox // Anne-Lise