I think I’m crazy
Maybe I’m not.
I guess I am in a trance,
Maybe I’m traumatized.
I’m a physician in this time.
In the alternate world,
I’m an earthly usher
In a gathering
Where people transition
between life and death.
We have uniforms as white coats,
Beautified by our headphones for the rhythm of the heart.
Welcoming people into this world,
Ushering people back into the world
Sending forth people into the other world.
Sometimes within seconds,
Minutes, hours or months.
So many memories,
Good and bad,
Painfully unique ones recorded
By the greatest videographer, Our eyes.
Engraved in our brains and hearts.
One moment we are excited,
Our joy knows no bounds
And in another we cry inwardly
Heads bowed.
Our hearts weep and bleed,
Paths are created overtime for the tears to flow.
Slowly grooves are made,
the heart repairs, evolves and adapts
to meet all these.
But the scars never leave.
Estée✨
