cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Transforming Drumbeat

on May 11, 2021
Lately my feet have been dragging
My right knee is almost worn down
Saw doctor about a replacement
Seems I am not ready now

A year has gone by marked by COVID19
Knee hears unconventional  drumbeat 
Its pops and crackles create a weird tune
Without any rhythm at all

Lately I've listened to this cry of alarm
Made an appointment to have things checked out
Began  exploring possible treatments
Tiptoeing to my marching song

I knew  today that I'm moving on
When I was beginning to wonder
 How to check my walker on an airplane
A sign my old zest has returned














8 responses to “Transforming Drumbeat

  1. Resa says:

    I have knee and ankle problems from sprains and tears.
    I commiserate.
    Still, the fact you wrote a poem about it means your old self ain’t so old!
    Sending best wishes!

  2. Dale says:

    So glad your zest has returned enough for you to start planning your gallivanting!

  3. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks, Dale. I’ve got a ways to go but that will also be an adventure.

  4. I’m glad to hear that zest is coming back Ina šŸ™‚

  5. Jack says:

    Your old Zest has certainly returned. This is beautiful šŸ‘šŸ½šŸ‘šŸ½šŸ‘šŸ½

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