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