Monday, June 12, 2006

Their secrets and lives rolled into my bones
a persistent ache of unknown origin
a limp in this life before me

Their loneliness, their struggles
their hands not held and held too tightly
their loss and fear swelled in their bellies

Their searching extends through my fingers
and their wisdom lies deep in my gut
guiding me, shaping me and turning me
into the next layer of who we will become.

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