The Evangelical Universalist Forum

My Brain

Studies Poetry
#1

I have to live now with my brain
Which physically now is not quite right
I have what is called Bipolar 2
Even to percieve this sinning word correctly
I must take a ton of pills
Lest I swirl off in the night

Up and down
And round and round
Depressed as death
Yet sure of Heaven

Falsely thinking I can do
Anything I want cause I am
Hypomanic
Flying off the planet
Yet knowing God does hold me still

Sit quietly within His will

And help myself–by taking pills

I know my brain is NOT my soul
My soul is held in loving hands
One day no more will mirror’s shine
Make more darkly what I see

I will see Jesus’s face
And go with Him into his place

And meet again my loved and gone
Together singing praising songs
Whole—and everything I see
Will be real and as it is
As I’ll be with the great I AM
No more pills or swinging ups and downs.

Just His love
Where I am found.

#2

That’s a lovely poem Lizabeth - heartfelt and truthful, with a wonderful economy of style in expressing profound emotions.

Had o comment on it because once upon a time - if only for realtively a brief time - I glimsped a part of what you have to deal with on daily a basis. If I’d read your poem at that time it would have been of great immediate comfort to me - so I hope many people with bi-polar will read it.

Blessings and thanks

Dick :smiley:

#3

I wonder if Hypomanic has ever been used in a poem before? This could be a first!

A good friend of mine has lost his mind to Alzheimer’s. He has forgotten everything, but God has forgotten nothing. One day, God will give him those memories back, and all will be made well.

I know my brain is NOT my soul
My soul is held in loving hands…

#4

Thank you, Lizabeth. Your poem is beautiful, educating, revealing, comforting, and compassion building. I, too, like the lines

A brain seems an awfully small and frail thing to decide our eternal destiny.

Kelli

#5

I’m rather taken by the following two lines also -

One day no more will mirror’s shine
Make more darkly what I see

I’ve only just realised that this refers to ‘seeing through a glass darkly’ - and I love the music of your words here :slight_smile:

#6

Thanks everyone. :smiley: