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
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.