Message to My Mountain, My Brain Tumor

Message to My Mountain, My Brain Tumor

I wanted to kiss you good riddance, Mountain, but I could not find the strength nor words.

I guess that makes you feel powerful.

What you don’t know is every time you knock me down or wear me out, I get back up again…and again, whether I believe in myself (or my health) or not.

So throw your pain at me.
Strip me of my health, career and friends.
I will soar phoenix-like or claw my back before you rejoice in your handiwork.

If you want the truth, Mountain, I feel a dose of helpless serenity knowing that you are neither friend nor foe. You are just “is.”

You are a matter of life and death sitting, shocking and kneading the life out of me for no damn reason. I cling to you, Mountain, to calm my heart from cruel philosophers who say your presence is written in Heavens or the stars. You, Mountain, are in God’s hands.

As long as you are what you are, Mountain, I have to be what I am…strong.

Knock me down, Mountain, my brain tumor, if that makes you feel powerful. Tomorrow, I’ll just get back up again…and again.

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About Dawn S. Smith

Dawn S, Smith is the writer of the critically-acclaimed chroreoplay "Sunshine for a Midnight Weary," books, articles and business copy. She is surviving brain tumor in the key of Beyonce and a warrior for health equity. Atlanta is where UGA, Grady graduate was born and raised..Kentucky is where she spends most of her days.

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  1. Dionne
    February 10, 2011 at 1:41 pm #

    Inspiration for anyone suffering from a chronic illness. Well put.

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