Dissociation

She left her body sitting by the bar

She observed the people from afar

She saw herself drink coffee eat a cake

She felt unreal, how should she navigate?

How courageous was this sister struggling on

Well  aided by her husband and her son

She even went to art class drawing flowers

She bought some paint and thus had happy hours

For some months the chemo drugs did work

But in the end there was not much good luck

She could not breathe she could not stop her cough

After that I never heard her laugh.

Through the glass so darkly we now see.

Face to face with God I hope she’ll be

No more dissociation,no more fear.

The world is worthy of our love and tears