Dreaming.. a poem about Fibromyalgia

Dreaming of a place far away,
to escape the pain if only for little while,
if only I could just sit and stay,
in this new place that makes me smile.

Only in my dreams I can be free,
free, to roam and love life again.
The sun shinning and the air breezy,
everything so beautiful and then...

I am pulled back to what is real,
to a life of pain and loneliness.
my legs stiff and brittle.
the sharp jabs of pain in my body feel like prickly cactus.

Jerked out of my dreams where I could be me,
back to a life that I can barely stand.
I know that some think I am only lazy.
So much blame as though this illness I had wanted and planned.

I prayed for healing, I prayed for death,
I prayed for my family to be able to withstand.
I hoped and prayed with every breath,
that somehow they would understand.

An invisible illness is what they call it,
I see the stares and hear the whispers, "she looks well to me"
They can't see how bad it hurts just to sit.
The sharp jabs of pain they don't want to see.

I still have the joys in life,
day dreams can come true.
I have fought my illnesses with all my might.
God has made my body whole and anew.

Maybe one day I will go to Africa,
not in my dreams but in this new life.
Then next to the arctic to see the tundra!
An explorer, or maybe just another dream of a housewife!!

My Lord and My God

God sent his son, the holy one

He came to teach us a better way.

his task would not be left undone,

For God's people had been lead astray.

The people were living in great sin,

God loved us so, he sent Jesus to show us how to live.

He sent his word to show us how a new life to begin,

His only purpose was so our sins God could forgive.

He became the light to those who could not see,

He was the healer for those who could not walk.

He came to save us all for in our faith was like a babies,

Common people and rabies all came to hear him talk.

To hear the truth, the love of God,

They saw the holy spirit as it  flowed

they were amazed by the miracles and stood in awe

To us a promise of God's grace, he bestowed.

If only we would accept God into our hearts

our soul from hell he would save.

He died upon that wretched cross because of the leaders fears.

They placed him into his grave.

The Mary's went to visit the tomb, but saw the stone rolled away

An angel of God to them appeared

He said your Lord has risen this day

Thomas doubted, to him the message was unclear.

He appeared to Thomas who touched his pierced side

My Lord, My God, he proclaimed

His heart could no longer his lord deny.

It is true his followers exclaimed.

Christ has risen and we are saved.

He came to heal, love and forgive.

To our sins we are no longer enslaved.

No longer in the dark to be held captive.

Copyrighted by Sherry Martz, 3-2009

You steal it and I will sick God on you!!!