A very good healer,
but I want her no more.
She's helped me many, many, times.
I would never speak badly about her.
Lately I've been having dreams,
telling me our time is over.
Hate it when Goddess tells me what to do,
though She always knows
what's best for me.
Scared to learn to Live without her,
she's been my medicine for so long...
New medicines for a different Me,
new routines for a better Now.
I love you Canna, I always will.
A thousand prayers to lessen my needs,
refound hope removing my Greeds,
the breath of Faith is all I need,
The Holy Spirit my New-Found Steed.
Maybe discomfort, for up to a week.
Maybe I'll find that it's harder to sleep.
Maybe I wont know just what I should eat.
To put up with it all, for the Greatest of Goods.
I'm liking the looks of my new neighborhood.
The Goddess will help me
every way that she can,
so when my life ends,
will be like it began.
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