THE ANCIENT ONES

From the beginning,

We have been with you.

We are the ancient ones

And we remember.

We remember the time when there was only Love,

The time when all breathing was one.

We remember the seed of your being

Planted in the belly of the vast, black night.

We remember the red cave of deep slumber.

The time of forgetting,

The sound of your breath,

The pulse of your heart.

We remember the force

of your longing for life,

The cries of your birth

bringing you forth.

We are the Ancient Ones

And we have waited

and watched.

You say that you cannot remember that time

That you have no memory of us.

You say that you can not hear our voices

That our touch no longer moves you.

You say there can be no return

That something has lost,

That there is only silence.

We say the time of waiting is over.

We say the silence has been broken.

We say there can be no forgetting now.

We say listen.

We are the bones of your grandmother’s grandmothers.

We have returned now.

We say you cannot forget us now

We say we are with you and you are us.

Remember Remember.