“White Stag”

What a wild story this is

When cancer came to destroy me

But instead, it gifted me with something

Irreplaceable, Irreversible

I should have been shattered

So why do I feel myself becoming invincible?

My hair has been washed down the drain

My breasts are in the garbage behind the hospital

Next to a half-finished ranch salad

Twenty-five pounds of my body have melted off

Eight months of my life have come and gone while I was sleeping

So how is it that there is so much of me left?

Yes, I do find it strange that I am feeling so powerful

It's because I saw with my own eyes what we all are asking for

I saw proof that God is kind

And that if I fall, someone will catch me

If I was an empty well, people would still gather

Not to take, but to give

I saw with my eyes

The white stag that we all stubbornly hope for

What we muster up the strength to believe in

Unconditional Love

Now that I have fallen farther than I thought possible

And never hit the ground

I cannot return to being who I was before

I have seen too much

To be the same

NIGHTBIRDE

Nightbirde's book of poems titled "Poems for the Dark" is available on The Nightbirde Foundation's website with all proceeds directly benefiting women with breast cancer through Hope and Healing. https://nightbirdefoundation.shop/products/poems-for-the-dark