My goal for this week was to do one creative thing a day whether it be write song lyrics, a poem, design and record a new style, or make art with photography. Today, I decided to write a poem because its definition fits well with the circumstance. Topher went into surgery this morning, the surgery we had all been anticipating, the surgery that is most abrasive to the body. Topher's health has been bad enough so for him to go into this surgery made me nervous. I've assisted with surgeries, shoot, I've done surgeries before and I know how invasive they can be and how damaging they are. Topher's poor body. Anyways, because of all this I fasted yesterday and felt loads better about it as I naturally should. Thank you for the opportunity to use tools like fasting to bring faith, peace, and assurance.
Here's L'Expression Créative Du Jour:
Le Poém, Les Corps Un Cadeaux
His frail body went into surgery today.
His tight muscles gripped, his skin fell away
Under the knife. His cells they would raid.
Invasive procedure with scalpel and blade.
Scared, apprehensive, worried: I won't be.
I fasted yesterday for this same surgery.
A healing will happen, as we once were told.
Now gifted a young body, that's no longer old.
by Sami
dedicated to my brother, Topher
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