Oath of the Doctor

See in red and blue
Of shifts there are only two
To come or to go

From this comes truesight
Anywhere and anywhen
When matter is known

The rest is quantum
Something shifts without moving
You know it has jumped

One piece out of place
Will stick out like a sore thumb
Recognizable

I don't know them all
Not consciously anyway
But I have my scribes

I have editors
Slipping notes and placing clues
Not to overload

To what end, you ask?
To have a place of our own
At home in our skin

Then for everyone
To each a realm of their own
And a place for all