calling what echos
eternity placing where
this binds winding some
thought in memory
knotting pearls together, twelve
lines marking the land
sparks of remembrance
like wings of turtledoves
embracing the night
marking one unhewn
breath reverberating you
from where all began
Sunday, September 28, 1997
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