My sickness, my health

I know how to share
on paper, keyboard, voice
I know how to share my pain
my gifts, my love, my shame

From the depths of despair
and self pity
self sabotage and emotional pain
judging, evaluating

My sickness is I do not know
what is healthy for me
My health is I can keep doing
what works for me

Loving myself and the child within
who feels my pain and my joy
Accepting my wholeness
as a human being

A rudderless thought
on a glass sea
A moonbeam finds its way inside
loving sister.

Honolulu, December 14th, 1999.