Looking at an unfinished puzzle lying alone on a
table in oncology-radiology while waiting for a
fourth treatment of radiation.
One third of the way through the treatments need-
ed to make sure breast cancer never dares to re-
turn.
A precious feeling of life returning within, having
fought and won over this devastating disease, back
to a life of music and writing once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem