Poems the healers are changing shifts from one room to one room passing thru patient's walls of medicine and machines without saying anything or the use of words the healers are changing form from genders to the next we have not seen such before lips disappearing and subtle eyes gone watching without care the healers are changing time from midnite to illusion they observe an absence of ever happening an uncovered way of peaceful understood silence Return to the Spiritual Writings - Poems Page