Limping again
with another broken bone.
A repeat injury
only this time
on the other side
as if it had to happen
for a symmetry in the lesson.
I am feeling a little picked on.
Feet are important
for grounding and balance.
Standing is now clumsy and awkward
with one foot in a walking cast.
Walking is even worse.
I am forced to slow down.
Is God toying with me?
Forcing me to look at what I am made of
and what kind of condition I am in?
Now there is talk of potential disease
a thinning of my bones,
a weakness that clearly has been hidden
until this year.
All this makes me feel old
and envious of all those effortless walkers
out there.
I have heard that healing
can make us stronger in our weak spots.
I hope this is true.
And now that I have run out of feet,
perhaps I can get grounded again.
Copyright © Cynthia Cady Stanton 2017
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