Can we ever really obliterate a memory?
that runs as deep as a river,
as high as the sky----
me, you, thee, thou--no,not
in a million incarnations---
we are what we remember:
both sunshine and thunder
running amok, and in grace..
we tenderly utter-- breathing in and out--
without memory we'd be--
just a cloud crying out loud,
or a torrential rain--our own
sweat blood tears...
falling to touch earth--
once again, filling the chalice
of our lives, and those whose lives
and well-being we value
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