Epiphany

Words divide the sides,

felt and heard without soul or face.

Life though breathes

embodied now

Epiphany

traveled in foreign lands

beyond lines and limits

under stars out of reach

while love divine walks close.

Regarding death….

The personal threat of death looms heavy.

The air we breathe seems thick with risk. 

As a physician, I live quite cautiously – very aware of biology and consequence.

At the same time I live blindly in service to a call.

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So regarding my death,

I am aware of treasured moments and hope 

yet also the horror of being very alone in fear…

today that will be enough.

Monsters

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The wanting whisked through a conflicted reality

Some can’t stop. 

Each moment boiling over into another hot space

guarded by an other,

while hate drives quick breaths unintentionally

feeding a monster.