When an illness surfaces

it's a sign

something has been healed

Rejoice

Store-bought lettuce 

has bugs in it

Ah! Squishy feelings

of summer

Years I thought

I didn't want this body 

the weight of a shell

dragging it back & fro

How happy I am now

within it

Oh how it moves

and feels & feeds 

my soul

Berries of life

explosion of senses

Mor

e... yes...

Many mysterious jars

fill my fridge

my life

Maybe one day

I'll try on Macondo life

just to label everything

If you'd managed

to come up with a question

The answer

is already within you 

Of course