The following poem was written several years ago while on the eighth floor of the Karmanos Cancer Center. My husband, afflicted with Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma, lay in the hospital bed. I sat looking out the window at the people walking by, busy with their lives, running here and there. I watched a bird pump hard to lift off the ground then rise in flight, and this poem came to me as I watched it soar above the ground. I hope it is a blessing to you.
"Breaking Away"
March 14, 1997
Breaking away from the earth
Soaring high above
Looking down on the world that's kept me bound
As I fly on the wings of God's love
The effort exerted to break free
Is the most difficult part of the flight
But then I glide on invisible currents
That lift me from height to height
Carry me, Oh Wind of God
High above this land
That I might see a new perspective
And understand your plan
Then return me safely back to Earth
To use the lessons learned
And share the visions You impart
With those who wait for Your return
