The Boundary Between

There are places where the boundary

between seen and unseen is thin.

They're most often places where ancient peoples

gathered to celebrate religious rites

with purity of intention so powerful

that the ancient sites seem to have brought

the imprint of holiness into the stones and soil, 

the walls and ceilings of temples standing in place

for millennia.

In these places I’m acutely conscious

of carrying the DNA imprint of my ancestors,

of bringing them with me on my journey.

Whispering to them, were you here?

Are you with me now?

Is it your presence I feel in this holy place?

© 2007 Gavin Kremian

Is it your hard-won wisdom that burbles up

and lodges in my being?  

And I am filled with wonder.