Pathways Of Memory

Drifting into open spaces

Dense as a dandelion spore

Borne by breeze, shaped by light -

Becoming and unbecoming

As day follows night follows day.

Searching out words

From their hidden places

Bringing them into the air –

As sea soft lapping the shore.

Drawing upon memory

The path follows the valley,

Its rise and fall

Pressing and releasing

Flesh, blood, sinew and bone,

Until the final release

Becoming an open view.

A chain of ants

Making their own way

Between moss hills –

Each in a world of our re-creation.

The song of the rock

Pulses in harmony with the quivering grasses,

The glassy glide of the river

Binding and releasing all known knowledge,

These intricate webs of senses unfold

Beyond the knowing of desire and mind.

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