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HIRE THIS WRITER
Just stretch as far as my body would allow
As if I am reaching for the first fruit
From my grandmother's apple tree
Close these lids which are so heavy & weighty
Ignoring the dull pain from the dry exposed
Eyes that have seen far too much
And give way to the light sensation
Float into the air and let my body
Feel the rush of cool relaxation
Venturing into the unknown
Longing for release from this tired body
Seeking sweet refuge in His love
Copyright ©2006 Renee Fowler
Working in the medical field, I all too often witness the struggles of the terminally ill. They fight with everything that they have inside of them, when the battle is finally over...I feel a sense of relief. I know that may sound horrible, but to watch someone suffer is far worse then praying that they reach that point of "sweet sleep". I personally don't know what it feels like to stand on the abyss of death and fall in. I can only guess that it must feel like a much desired sleep after reaching the point of sheer exhaustion. This poem is dedicated to two beautiful women who have touched my life, both of whom lost a hard fought battle against cancer while in their prime.
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