Poem: Solitude and Spoons

Finding Solace in Solitude: A Poem for Our ME/CFS Journey

In the quiet of solitude, I find,
A refuge from the chaos of the mind.
Amidst the dark night’s gentle embrace,
I journey inward, seeking solace and grace.

Chronic Fatigue, my silent companion,
Teaches me the art of patient abandon.
To conserve my spoons with mindful care,
In the depths of stillness, I repair.

Like a phoenix rising from ashes of doubt,
I embrace the dark night, without a shout.
For in solitude’s embrace, I discern,
The lessons of the soul, I eagerly learn.

In this sacred space of quiet retreat,
I find strength anew, my spirit replete.
With each tender breath and mindful sigh,
I reclaim my light beneath the sky.

So here I rest, in solitude’s cocoon,
Gathering spoons beneath the silver moon.
Learning to dance with shadows and light,
Embracing the journey, embracing the night.

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