ancient memory

I lost myself yesterday
I was dreaming by the ocean
I was hiding in the jetty
My heart, a kite in the wind

The call of my soul rings high now
howling now like a lonely wolf
she remembers by the moon
her one and only
decorated in flowers of clouds

feet have an energy
roots run deeply from sole to earth
linking child and mother
sharing ancient memory
my heart remembers her home

Alone, not lonely, I wait
for Rumi’s beloved to return
this merging of heaven and earth
of which I am but a sliver
This home is within me

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