Ripples

In time age gathers momentum
Muscles feel stiff and energy dips
Love of life keeps my spirits up
Counting my blessings guides me still.

Each new day has an ebb and flow
I wait for the rip tide to pull me under
Just breathe and with each breath
Return to firm ground once more

Staying alive to love and live
Ripples of calm to rise and fall
New birth to celebrate afresh
And my stiffness has a name

Parkinson’s makes sense of small steps
Stiff shoulders and energy dips
Not a name that conjures magic
But finally to understand and tame.

Dr David Beales – 13.11.2017