Extract from a doctor's diary

In silence they brought him to me, wanting me to ease his pain. There was not much I could do, of course. Two hours later he had bled out on my table and those who brought him left as silent as they came.
Hours later I found myself still staring at the blood that had drenched the table and puddled on the floor. It was dark outside. With effort I pushed the apathy away and begun cleaning.
Sometimes I wish that my mind would break completely too, as has happened with so many others. Instead I've found that I can fight it, I can come back. But when I do, so do the pain. The memories, picture on picture in my head. So draining of energy I hardly know how to keep functioning.
The only reason I don't stay in the emptiness inside my mind is the fact that there will be others. Not just like the one they brought today, but also those who could make it. And it is those I fight for. Too many have died already. I have no right to do the same when there is people out there that I know I can save. That I know I have to save.
Oh, how I hate them. All the innocent wounded and dying they bring me. It's their fault I can't give up. Their fault I have to keep going. But I am so, so tired.

At the end of the old road

At the end of the old road

I was waiting for you

Where the circle of stone silent lay

Under moss-covered branches

of old willow threes

In the sacred glade

of Luigsech A'el

As day became night

I was waiting for you

And the creatures of night came out to play

As blue-winged faeries

rocked me to sleep,

the mist silent fell

like a soft damp veil

Long were the hours

I was waiting for you

In the twilight between sleep and wake

the silence was broken

by a woman's kind voice

Comforting

she sang to me

At the end of the old road

I was waiting for you

where the circle of stone silent lay

Now the creatures of night

play with moss-covered bones

In the sacred glade

of Luigsech A'el

Dansa du vilda

Som vinden för höstlöven

eller piskar upp stormande hav.

Anden fyller din kropp

och du tillber med hela ditt väsen.

Dansa du vilda

med hela din själ

inte för att du kan,

utan för att du måste.

I fed from the light and the darkness

I fed from the light and the darkness

I drank from the Soul itself

I felt it's powers inside me

living and swirling in my veins.

I heard the gentle humming

of the Mothers lullaby

and as the wheel of time turned

I laid there and soon I closed my eyes

I was wind and I was water

pouring down from a dark sky

I was a growing branch on an old tree

and the carefree laughter of a child

I was everything

and everything was me

and with a final sigh of relief

I ceased and began to be