Moon Shadow, or The Enabling Factors of Being Disabled

I am identified as being disabled

The power chair makes it obvious

But where would I have landed if

This Multiple Sclerosis hadn’t happened to me?

Perhaps, still talking like there was a plum within each cheek

Acting a role, that I designed to cover my own insecurities

Irresponsibly dancing in oblivion

To the sex-starved men

Whom encircled me with lecherous intent

Still spending all my efforts on gambling for the chance

To obtain that ace of hearts

So, I never need to be dealt another

Dancing, but never being comfortable in the skin

that encases my blood, fat and bones

Would I have as much satisfaction and joy

If I could still employ my right hand to paint and draw?

As when I succeeding in creating detail?

Or the learning of new abilities

Through my dreams and synchronicities

Would my patience and empathy be so underlined and delineated?

Would my spiritual journey so rewarding?

Now I listen to how the planets energetic storms speak to us

And I wonder what energies the next sun and moon eclipse will bring

Challenges will always renew

But, I am no longer doing the same thing

With expectations of a different result

And the gentle wind of my soul

Leads me to poetry and better art

And the listening and understanding of the songs of legends

As well as my friends

And now I am listening too, and fully comprehending

One of the many songs I grew up with

Cat Stevens, ‘Moonshadow,’

Won’t you listen too?

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(C) Jayne McClure 2021

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