A diagnosis of breast cancer can put one is a tailspin of hopelessness.
Finding Inner Strength
Life's road, an obstacle course.
Thorny paths, high walls to scale,
puzzles where nothing fits.
I've no strength left to submit.
An angel wrapped golden wings about me.
I was already a lost ghost rattling chains.
No love, faith or devotion to defend.
Only a shadow of the woman I had been.
A breath of holy sweet air,
she blew in my frightened heart.
Stardust magic to empty parts,
lost to this monster of ugly art.
She took me for a ride
through star filled skies.
Iridescent globes burst,
shower healing upon the earth.
Life can be sad, sorrow can weigh heavy.
Science is constant and steady.
Even sitting alone in a cave of despair,
a cure is waiting, anxious somewhere.
By Kathie Stehr
Brest Cancer Awareness