It has been two weeks since the heart surgery.
I was in the hospital until Day 5, during which
they sent me home, loaded with prescriptions,
instructions, my heart pillow, and a new heart.
It happened so fast, one moment was yesterday,
the next was tomorrow, the next only memories
remain on the field where life and death bandied.
This time still has my name inscribed upon it.
One more day, year, decade, I can not know.
But I am here, so there is more for me to do.
With profound gratitude,
I kneel in honor of life,
bind myself to the mystery.
Mind, body, soul, all of me.
I was in the hospital until Day 5, during which
they sent me home, loaded with prescriptions,
instructions, my heart pillow, and a new heart.
It happened so fast, one moment was yesterday,
the next was tomorrow, the next only memories
remain on the field where life and death bandied.
This time still has my name inscribed upon it.
One more day, year, decade, I can not know.
But I am here, so there is more for me to do.
With profound gratitude,
I kneel in honor of life,
bind myself to the mystery.
Mind, body, soul, all of me.
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