In shadows cast upon my soul, I wait, A dance of fear and hope, my heart's debate, Within these halls of uncertainty, I bide, For answers to my fate, with fear beside. A flicker of a moment, time stands still, As whispers of anxiety my mind fill, The clock's cruel hands, they seem to crawl, Through corridors of doubt, I'm bound to sprawl. In silent nights, I wrestle with the dark, As questions haunt me like a hungry shark, The specter of a word, its weight unknown, A whispered "cancer" in a hushed undertone. Yet, in the labyrinth of waiting's haze, A sliver of resilience starts to raise, Within my soul, a strength begins to grow, To face this trial, whatever it may show. The warmth of love from those who hold me near, A gentle touch, a presence that's sincere, They wrap me in a shield of care and grace, Embracing every fear, they help me face. Amidst the maze, a glimmer of hope gleams, A ray of light that pierces through the seams, In possibilities that lie ahead, I find the courage not to be misled. For in this chapter of uncertain strife, I'll pen the tale of resilience and life, And when the diagnosis does draw near, I'll face it bravely, banishing all fear. For waiting doesn't define who I am, A warrior's spirit rises like a lamb, No matter what the future may unfold, I'll cherish every moment that I hold. So I'll endure until the news arrives, With strength and love, my spirit thrives, And in this journey, I'll find a way, To live each moment, come what may.
~ Wayne Becker