Ode to my Aching Hand

Swollen hand and fingers dear
And sympathetic toes do hear

I have fought the pain
With out gain
Adjusted the bone
And soft tissue did moan
Taken herbs and pill
In an effort to heal you well
The more I resist
The longer you persist

Oh how I have tried to heal
The injuries that life did deal
But nothing tried can abate
Am I to accept my fate?
And with the pain
Remain?

Artful resistance, I must concede
Had no effect in healing the deed

Perhaps with understanding and love
Healing will come from above
Full strength and function attain
Wisdom, guidance and no pain
Learn the blessing held in this malady
From the wise inner Lady

With swollen finger standing straight and tall
No bending over backwards to others at all
Companion toes equally swollen
Forward momentum stolen
The message is loud and clear
You must do what you hold dear
You must stay on purposeful track
Trust we will guard your back.

With Spirit on your side
Pain and restriction subside
Do your life purpose and mission
Your hand and toes heal of their own volition
Look upon this with love in your heart
With inner peace, joy and hope impart
Making friends with illnesses may
Be recovery in a day.

With love and gentleness I approach
And acceptance I coach
To appreciate the message and the gift
That this malady brings to uplift
My spirit from sorrow, shame
And blame
Release all resistance and fear
And love myself dear

Hand and feet I gently anoint
Soothing scent and oil on the joint
Probing fingers, taut tendons and bones forgive
No hint of harm to my body give
With love and appreciation
I look upon my aching bits with admiration
The faithful and hard service they have provided
Even when I am sometimes mis-guided

With loving eye I see
My hand and life healed, strong and free
Thank you, sweet ailment
For the wrong track derailment
Guide me to my highest plan
The cosmos it does span

Forever it shall be
Love, joy and peace for all to see