A patient wrote this poem in my writing group and I have his permission to publish it here:
I have seen the sun break through to
shining waters and valleys new
I sit among the trees and watch the water
Splashing against the rocks there is no sound
Coming from the place I go over and wash my
Face and listen to the water come crashing through
J, if you are reading this, I’m sorry it has taken me a while to add your poem to my blog but I hope you are pleased to see it in print at last.