AMONG RUINS
These two pieces will be part of a forthcoming exhibit entitled
"Looking for America."
AMONG RUINS
Once in awhile, out in the desert,
comes a day when anything can happen.
A moment when you lose yourself
in that pool of light just at the horizon,
when you can see time
running backward in a lizard's eye,
when a voice seems to murmur
from crumbling hilltop ruins:
approach with respect
the land you tread on
was once my bones...
Comes a day when stones speak
and you understand,
an instant when you know Coyote knows,
when old pottery once buried in the earth
fills your heart with words:
look, the sky is round above you
like my red bowl
like time in its circle
like the Earth
holding all our bones...
~ Sharon Auberle
posted by Sharon Auberle at 9:06 AM
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