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What am I Becoming…

What am I becoming?

What is becoming me?

Face - forgotten how to smile

Mouth - learning to gape and drool

Body forgetting how to move, relax or pee,

And don’t think about making it through the night!

What am I becoming or what is becoming me?

These questions hound me

But... there, lurking among the fears

I see that the old me is being expanded

In ways only intense lives can bear

I am being deepened into a channel for tenderness and care

And in my heart I am not rigid and I am not numb,

Because this softening has made me strong

And I am bigger, bolder and emptier with every passing day

The more I love the more I am love

and the more love I can give away.

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Nigel Smith
Nigel Smith
May 11, 2023

Indeed Tim, let our humanity be the last thing it takes.


Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
May 10, 2023

I love this, you have found a way of expressing the good things that come from Parkinson's without sounding trite- fantastic.

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