Reflections of Terror and Beauty

Author: Janae

  • White Water; a poem

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      Soul, tumbling under treacherous tides striving for still waters.   Uncertainty undermining rest – searching for knowledge; release from white water.   No one can escape the end. The rich receive rainfall and rough winds as certainly as societies’ contemptible. And still the honest receive the same storm as these.   Searching for still…

  • all things new

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    “The more things change, the more they stay the same.” – Sidney Greidanus The paradox of this line reverberates a truth I see too much as a nurse. The more patients we admit, treat, and discharge, the more I realize that we are in a perpetual cycle. More CHF, more pneumonia, more re-admissions. With new…

  • coping with hearts; remembering personhood

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    There is a tangible toll on those who are daily immersed in the suffering of others. Hospitalization is rarely a result of planned procedures. Trauma and sickness are never convenient. Nurses arrive to work with the opportunity to walk with patients and families as they face uncertainty and emotional turmoil. Nurses bear the anxiety that…

  • Beauty and Terror; a poem

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    Beauty and Terror   All that is can error That which captivates most May bring terror   Wood wrapped in incandescent flames Reminiscent of Your Father’s name   Removed from willful refrain Yellow may devour Energy unrestrained   Fire, you’re beauty and terror   All that is can error That which captivates most May bring…