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SICKNESS
Combat you can only lose
once.
Too cold, too hot; misery in
a cot.
A fierce, hidden battle for
control.
A time for reflecting on
one's mortality.
An uninvited guest who is
reluctant to leave.
A time when we get the most
attention and least want it.
An opportunity to draw on
inner resources in a survival quest.
Maddening skirmishes between
unseen forces you know little about.
An invitation to be
supportive, to develop maturity, empathy and sensitivity.
An insidious change of one's
molecular structure that one could live without.
- Perhaps maladies coerce
people into helping one another.
- Perhaps what we
perceive as dissembling is actually a vital process.
- Perhaps as the ship
founders and the hull disintegrates, the boiler glows
brighter.
- Perhaps as we lose
control over bodily functions eternal verities become more
apparent.
- Perhaps illness reminds
us of our mortality; perhaps it is an incentive to pursue
goals with more vigor.
- Perhaps our genetic
predispositions and susceptibilities reveal links with the
past that should not be ignored.
- Perhaps intervention in
the battle between discord and harmony is attempted by the
world’s only contemplative cogitator.
- Perhaps the vines’
clinging pedals will always be wrenched by the wind; perhaps
one minute they have life, the next they nourish it.
- Perhaps our
vulnerability is telling us not to take our bodies too
seriously; perhaps our priority should always be that which
lasts: Character, our true self, our spirit.
- Perhaps a tempting
bonanza for predators: Medical practitioners and
pharmaceutical companies who profit unduly from hysterical
citizenry clinging inordinately to the physical.
ESSAY ON SICKNESS by EDWIN
O’SHEA
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