Poem: 'Made Whole'

'Made Whole' 

©  2016 by Shiloh Moore

(From line drawing 'Shine Your Light' © 1996 

First published in 'Stranger In The Moving Chair' © 2004 by Shiloh Moore)

6"x 6" Pastel and Watercolour on paper

‘MADE WHOLE’

© 17/4/16 By Shiloh Moore

Thank you for your love, support, thoughts and prayers.

I know it may feel frustrating,

like your prayers for me are unsatisfied…

But I feel honoured to be thought of by you

Every thought, blessing, healing ‘vibe’ and prayer

is of immense value to me

I have accepted my circumstances and

do not pray to be healed as in ‘cured’

I pray of healing in the biblical interpretation

as in to be ‘made whole’

This prayer has been answered:

as in this moment

spiritually, emotionally, socially,

essentially

I feel at peace, of worth, valued,

deeply loved and

wholeheartedly ‘whole’

I am filled with abundant gratitude

for the love, respect, support and grace

my community has given me

I cherish that in company my presence is appreciated

and that my absence is felt

Please continue sending your love, best wishes, and prayers

I know we will get through this
Whatever the outcome,

TOGETHER

Poem: 'I Dream Of Simple Things'

Some healthy people ask what it's like to live with severe ME/CFS and Fibromyalgia.  Living with severe chronic illness my dreams are simple.  Conquering basic tasks become monumental achievements and things to be celebrated.  Here I try to describe just a few of my dreams:

‘I DREAM OF SIMPLE THINGS’

© 2016 By Shiloh Moore

  (13/1/16)

 

I dream of doing simple things

Even chores and basic tasks

Like to do things independently

And not always have to ask

I’d like to really cook

And not just have to defrost

To eat sitting up with company

And painlessly consume without cost

To have a daily shower

And shave my legs with ease

Clean my teeth for two whole minutes

Tame my wild hair to look less teased

To do all my own shopping

For groceries and necessities

To buy my own choice of things

And treat myself occasionally

To be able to sit up for visitors

Not to have to lie down all the time

To go out for coffee or a social meal

And stay for a decent while

To create art while sitting up

With no need to lie down throughout

To have freedom to fearlessly create

Without a long term pain payout

To type while I can sit up

For as long as I wish each day

To use a phone to text and talk

Without dead arms, neck cramps, and strain

To walk a fair distance and stand

Without instant pain and feeling faint

To exercise and feel good

To help with my Diabetes and weight

To need less than fourteen hours sleep

And to wake up feeling strong and refreshed

To feel bright and alert every day

Rather than tired and needing rest

To lie down perfectly still

Yet to feel no intense constant pain

Is an experience I have forgotten

And can only dream of knowing again

To be able to joke and to smile

With no face pain limiting my laugh

To talk comfortably, to be truly me

Is this really too much to ask?

My dreams may seem very simple

But I’ll celebrate if any come true

The truth is I appreciate all I can do

And I try not to fear losing that too

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