ANCIENT ONES

From the beginning,
We have been with you.
And we remember.

We remember the time when there was only love.
The time when all breathing was one.
We remember the seed of your being
Planted in the belly of the vast black night.
We remember the red cave of deep slumber,
The time of forgetting,
The sound of your breath,
The pulse of your heart.
We remember the force
of your longing for life,
The cries of your birth
bringing you forth.
We are the ancient ones
And we have waited
          and watched.

You say that you cannot remember that time
That you have no memory of us.
You say that you cannot hear our voices
That our touch no longer moves you.
You say there can be no return
That something has been lost,
That there is only
          silence

We say the time of waiting is over.
We say the silence has been broken.
We say there can be no forgetting now.
We say
          listen

We are the bones of your grandmother's grandmothers.
We have returned now
We say you cannot forget us now
And you are us.
Remember
         Remember.

-Patricia Reis

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