Lyn Poem by Khairul Ahsan

Lyn! How are you now, Lyn?
Wonder which world you tread now!
What your fleeting mind keeps thinking,
Who your blurred eyes keep searching,
What thoughts do make you grin, for a while?

Oh! This was not what ought to be!
How extra ordinary you were, oh really!
With the mind and merit, you surpassed
All others in caring, comforting and serving
The critically ill, like an angel in white.

As a bolt from the blue, your brain got a clot,
A quick surgery just set it right and quite fast
You were recovering, to everybody's delight.
But alas! Everything was undone! An abrupt
Attack of Encephalitis sent you to a coma again!

Since then, as if the load of the earth descended
On your tiny head, to confine you to a wheelchair.
Epileptic attacks brought forth convulsions in series,
Tearing your tender self, bruising you from the falls,
So quickly an angel of love became just a living body!

It was just by chance that I saw you that day, lying
On a hospital bed, awake but in a trance. Seeing your
Old doctor lovingly touching your head, you smiled,
Said 'sorry' as you thought your hair was greasy, untidy,
Even in a trance you pulled the right senses to apologize!

Standing beside, was your dear mom and beloved hubby,
Their eyes blank with despondency, worries staring galore.
In such a sad situation the kind doctor had to break
The unkind truth. Days ahead will be worse, chances of
Recovery remote. You will fade into a memory, by and by.

I was an witness to that unfortunate debriefing.
As I was hearing the doctor, I was also praying,
To God, Who Holds the key to all the closed doors,
That may He Descend on earth and Open the door
To recovery for Lyn. For Him, nothing is a closed chapter.

May Lyn come back to us, with her trade mark smile,
May she again stand on her feet, move from bed to bed,
Take care of her patients who she loves and adores,
Inquire about their families, as she always did before.
May our Florence Nightingale be back with us again!