Healing the Hopeless, or Hopelessly Healing?

Hopeless eyes and crying fear

Moving from room to room…

life to life…

Only briefly touching a part:

the body.

Futile bandage on ailing bodies,

Finger in the dam of years of abuse;

But somehow missing the soul…

the eyes…

the connection.

Hidden behind scrubs and titles;

protected behind monitors and documentation;

distracted by volumes and metrics;

satisfaction that never truly satisfies.

Until one graceful moment

that I can truly heal.

Marc Elliott Breen, MD, FACEP