Small Girl with Parkinson’s writes a poem, then wonders ~ How do you survive your storms?

~ Meg Bernard; SGwP

Do you have a storm?

It may sound like rhetorical question; and now that I stop and think about it, you’re absolutely right, it is; so feel free not to answer that one as I am confident that we all have what could, metaphorically, be called ‘a storm’ as not one of us is immune to the pressures and plot twists of life. I shall therefore change my question slightly…

How do you survive your storms?

*Sidenote* It’s quite possible that some of you are thinking “umm…Small Girl…wasn’t it just this past spring that you went on and on about your love for thunderstorms and how you dance with the rain etc etc…so what’s with this ‘surviving a storm’ thing?” A very good question dear friends and with it a very good answer; I like REAL thunderstorms, you know, the ones that actually get me wet; the ones that live in my head? Well…not quite so much.

So here we all sit, facing our storms. Can’t go over them, can’t go under them, can’t go around them…straight through them it is.

To answer to my own question; as a singer, a songwriter, a lyricist, a writer and a lover of words; there are times when I find that some of my thoughts are best expressed in the form of a poem. I ask for your indulgence as I do just that.

STORM

“Where once was light, in darkness, gone
What once I knew, forgotten, wrong
That place, with soaring wings once flown
Now lay concealed, a thing unknown

“With every heartbeat torn and tossed
With every effort given, lost
When misery enslaved my mind
In that dark moment I did find

“A spark, from embers deep inside
Behind the broken parts did hide
And with each breath I felt begin
That single spark catch fire within

“When all around me shattered; broke
The fire inside, new life awoke
Then, fueled on by the fight I give
It’s in my storm I learned to live

“Courage in my veins; it flows
The strength inside, like lightening, grows
With whispered prayer, I face my fight
My fire, glowing, stronger, bright

“Moving forward; leave my past
What fire creates is built to last
The life I lost, I will not mourn
Bring on the rain, I’ll take the storm”

How do you survive your storms?

Much love ~ Meg

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5 thoughts on “Small Girl with Parkinson’s writes a poem, then wonders ~ How do you survive your storms?

  1. Meg, loved the poem. It was crisp and clear, yet powerful. You do have a way of word presentation. I see why you say mathematics are the are the basis of creating something memorable with words. It allows you to figure out the flow and place emphasis on particular words. You should do a work shop on The Math of Language!

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