Zywa White tongue

Not the war makes the warrior
but his peace
with the ending

     My gates are open
     energy is flowing in
     my face shines from it

     I live, I don't distract you
     with golden hair, I am
     life, bald and unadorned

Not: I survive with hope
but with inner peace
with the ending

     I don't leave me
     I don't withdraw
     in pain and sorrow

     I let life flow in and out
     I'm standing in the light
     in which we find each other

I am not here as a sick person
but in my hard-fought peace
with the ending

     My chest breathes up and down
     my dear body hurts
     I radiate it

     With hot water I wash
     off flakes and sighs
     and I stretch out, cautiously

Poem 3891
Amsterdam, 2021-07-15

Chemo
Qigong = Life energy-mastery

Collection: On living on [1] 
Keyword: Disease: serious / deadly 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
Dedicated to: Honglin L 
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