“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no-one sees you, but
sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

electric blue

an ECG in front of me
all spikes and squiggles
patterns emerging in static
I close my eyes and see...
dark brown muscle
and waves of electric blue-
-current flowing through,
across and down the chambers
I wonder how this power surge
keeps the incessant pump ticking over
like clockwork, never missing a beat
(well, only occasionaly)
and I know
I just know
that I LOVE Cardiology

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

isn't that enough reason for you to forge ahead inspite of all the barriers that may be,...isn't that worth fighting for, with all you have?

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