This sounded to me like it could be an african style song, and I was just studying the brain for my anatomy class too.
I think this poem makes me connect with you, and certain things stuck out to me; I read it a few times trying to understand.
I have no lighthouse spotter
Down under I go

I can relate to your emotions, but don't know what it is like to have to go on diets, hoping and praying that you will be able to overcome, with God's help. <3
EDIT: this was also very unique, will stick to my mind.

I like this, Damaris! It had a really good rhythm, very songlike.

I FELT this -- so strongly -- and that's what I love, when poems can give me a feeling. You built up the climax really skillfully and then unleashed this stanza:

"But I've spotted the light now
'Because you had grace
In vision's spotlight I bow
Firm land at my feet
I run up to embrace you
To look in your eyes
Your promises were all true
I'm lost in your touch"

There was such a dynamic shift there, and I felt the relief, the warmth, the solid ground, the flooding light. ("Spotlight" was a key choice, I thought.) The physical embrace.

Thanks so much for sharing this, Damaris! -- Now I'll read your note. I always like to reflect on something before reading the author's opinion of their own work.

--- Ohh my gosh, I am so sorry you are going through that :( And, honey, I understand entirely. I was tortured this entire past year by the exact same thought -- "Am I always going to be sick and tired? Is this my life now?" because I got cold-like symptoms every couple weeks, and was so easily depressed, tired, mentally foggy...wondering if it was adrenal fatigue, and if I was grieving things like leaving Ireland or a deteriorating relationship. The exhaustion and illness definitely tore at my identity, because I do remember feeling vibrant in years' past, and being able to hike five miles and still go contra dancing at night -- rather than not being able to do anything but rest in bed. So I was just picturing that it was going to be my entire life. And I'm not fully there yet, but I'm taking steps to recovery my vibrancy. I really do believe healing is possible -- even if it's excruciatingly slow, and even though it's a journey and a process. I'm also changing up my diet, and taking out the common allergens (wheat, dairy, etc.) to reduce inflammation...and trying to learn tactics for stress control and relaxation. Trying to trust that I can have full health again and that there's hope and joy in my future, and a version of the real (energized) me up ahead. So far I've had some energy back the past couple weeks and have been able to work out almost every day. I know it's going to be little by little. I'll keep you in my thoughts, Damaris! We're in this together. And I believe you're doing an AMAZING job, taking care of yourself. You're so brave to share yourself this way with us. I am so in awe and proud of you for taking steps like a 27 day detox. You're not going to feel the fruits of this right now, but you will down the road. So, so proud of you. Hugs, sister! Keep running to your Port and to your friends who love you.

EDIT: Aaaaaaand I just wrote a comment longer than your post.

Ok, firstly, I love it so much I don't know what to say, and second, man, Damaris, all of your poems touch me in the heartstrings! I heard the sadness at first, and then it lifted into something so much lighter and more hopeful. I am truly amazed by everything you write and I really admire you. All your works transport me there and I'm dazzled every time.
In short, amazing poem.

Haha is it too premature for a cyber hug? :) Still new, but you made me feel so at home, with your tear jerking, bardic, true writings and welcoming nature, so...