This fragile state in which I live
So much to offer and life to give
I dance, I sing, I shout with glee
…but am I really cancer free?
The day breaks softly on my bed
A ray of light caresses my head
I rise, I walk, I shout with glee
…. but am I really cancer-free?
The sun sets once again
It hesitates on the horizon and then
I breathe, I pray, I shout with glee
….but am I really cancer-free?
It seems so strange this body of mine
Separated in two by this jagged line
I look, I hear, I am filled with glee
… am I really cancer-free?