It took 15 days
From arrival until now
Confined to a bed
Not remembering how
Life went on previously
Infection the King
Had stolen my freedom
And all that did bring
A series of torturous
Journeys to make
Trapped in my body
A weakness a shake
Aware of the functioning
Unable to be
Conscious to real time
Creatively
This morning Ferida
Apparently she
Has a way for all
Really
She seems to see
What’s possible startling me
In many ways
So I got up and walked
Like I would have all ways