Thursday, April 15, 2004

We remember


We live

      within the fine line

      between the underworld and the sky


We have been here

      since Thought Being

      gave birth to shape


We have no choice

      but to listen to the voices

      caught between our

      joints as they struggle

      towards sunlight


We will know

      when it is time

      by the movement

      birthed within our ribcage


We have not forgotten

      our journey

      towards this moment


- Connie Fife