Nature In Balance

She stands alone, her age unknown.
Her scars, some minor,
others,
deep, jagged, ripped away;
now healed,
tell her history of savagery and disease.

I imagine her pain,
a limb destroyed or rotted by disease,
the years are many she suffered deformity.
I marvel at her strength and process
allowing her to rebound and survive.

I see beyond her scars and see the beauty within.
She gave me the wisdom to understand,
what happens in nature,
happens in man.

A reminder of what had been a symbol,
not of an end,
but a new beginning.
The beauty in what remains;
nature in balance once again.

My view of Breast Cancer, its effects, and the ability to overcome and conquer.