Memories
The beam that cradled the world
everything the hummingbird knew
the open plains of growing grass
Have long past
deteriorated
Marsh grass overcome
by trompled leaves
bluejays humming
a familiar song
A wolf lost in its own home
finding curiously familiar places
its never been
To sniff out what has long been
lost
covered up by the snow
of the spring
the leaves
of the fall
The tree does not grow
if it holds tightly
to all that it is
To remain where you stand
you must walk
through the ocean of time
the time of you
To throw your heart
into the fire
and create something
new
Copyright © Kay Ham | Year Posted 2015
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