From " In the Garden of Illness.."
I wanted to give this poem to everybody as a gift that is on this journey with me.

I prayed to the Heavens
for a great teacher
dignifying, enlightening and steady.
With desperate pleas,
in silent conveyance,
that I, the student, was ready.

And so the Heavens,
obliged to my need,
send a great teacher
to answer.
When I asked him his name,
he smiled at me warmly,
bowed down to me
and said:

CANCER.