Once you get started, you just can’t stop sometimes. A while back I started writing this new piece, and today I was just supposed to write out what I had sketched all ready. A few hours later and the piece is done, but it wasn’t a smooth experience. Writing started out easy enough, but got really tough toward the end. Anyway, here’s what it’s about:
It’s a setting of an Orthodox text called “Prayer for the Healing of the Sick.” I’ve been thinking a lot about my five month old nephew, Andrew, who just finished his first round of chemotherapy after being diagnosed with Leukemia. This, I guess, is my reaction to what he, my sister and brother-in-law are going through. I’m not sure if I’ve really had a chance to express/vent how this crisis is affecting me. This might be my chance.
Here’s the text:
“Be thou the physician of thy servants.
Raise them up from their beds of sickness,
And from their beds of wasting disease,
Whole and perfectly restored to health.
Yea, Lord send down from Heaven thy healing might,
Touch the bodies; Quench the fevers, soothe the pangs,
And banish every hidden ailment.”
It’s a really rough start; I’ve still got a lot of revisions to do. Here’s the first page so far: