Flapping My Feathers
The wind
is heavy.
Propelling
me
backward.
My wings
are fatigued.
The big, bad wolf
is still lurking about,
trying to huff,
and puff,
and blow me down.
On my knees,
fervently
flapping my feathers
with all the moxie
I can muster.
Cemented in quicksand.
Struggling
to take flight.
Again.
And.
Again.
Endlessly.
Forward.
Backward.
Up.
Down.
Spinning.
Darting emotions.
Staggering.
Seasickness.
Faith.
Look to the heavens.
Trust.
Quiet the clamor.
Believe.
Turn inward.
Searching
for my Chi.
She knows
the way,
even when I don’t.
Breathe.
Close my eyes.
Listen to her.
Guiding my every step,
better than any fancy
navigational device.
Rise up.
Ascend
from the ashes.
Soar
as you know you can.
Tests.
Measurements.
Statistics.
All looking to
dictate my Heath.
Focus.
Results are
nothing more
than a static,
infinitesimal
grain of sand.
I cannot
let numbers
obscure
or blind
my vision.
Remember.
Know.
Chant.
I.
Will.
Heal.
This.
Land!
My diagnosis
is not my prognosis.
It is only
one moment
in time.
Forever changing.
Never to be the same.
Dynamic.
As fluid as an ocean shore.
Always in motion,
moving toward
Quantum Health.
Prevailing!
I will survive!
I am alive and vibrant!
Nothing can stop me!
Nancy L. Baskin Michlin, M.Ed., C.H.C
December 18-19, 2013
Poem # 383
I have written over 400 poems. In looking through them to find the perfect ONE for my first publication on this site, I had a different poem in mind. When I opened the file for the poem I was planning on posting, this one was actually the one I “accidentally” opened. I figured the Universe was telling me something and perhaps this is the poem that someone needed to read.
Beautiful and so needed. I love how you guide me through a flow of thoughts that are so poignant and relevant to our times. Written in 2013 but finding its way home in 2020 to have a voice…perfection. Thank you for sharing!
O.M.G. This poem Nancy. I relate to this on a deep personal level. You are literally speaking the fabric of my short life so far. Cemented in quicksand. The big bad wolf. Fatigued wings. Darting emotions. Endless trying and feeling like you’re getting nowhere. As fluid as an ocean (I am a Pisces and have lots of watery ways and feelings). I don’t think I can say enough, it’s just so perfect. And yes, someone needed to read this 🙂
I am so moved by the feelings this evokes, but just as moved by the staccato nature of its beat, and then the wind that blows my spirit at the end.
Thank you for raising the vibe, for the inspiration, and for sharing your indomitable spirit.
LYS, and sending you big hugs!
“Moving toward Quantum Health, Prevailing” Yes, I love this! Beautiful.
Apparently a couple of us needed to read this. Written then, appropriate today. This year. This moment. I may have never felt more understood in this lifetime as I do in these days. I am so excited to read more of those poems. I’m up for 400+. I can’t begin to express how much I love this. Thank you so much for being brave and sharing!! Love you so strong, Nancy.
P.S. Someone called me Nancy on the phone at work today. I’ll take it as a high compliment!!
Oh my stars! This poem will be relative eternally. I guess we can all relate to it in some form or fashion. I so look forward to reading more. Welcome to LYS and yes, let’s be together in a world that continues to struggle to unite on any terms. Beautiful, Nancy.