~Anima between the known~

 

That which remains was here before you were born.
The fur that held your beating heart, remains on the earth from a nocturnal snack that once rippled through the golden meadow,
upon the ground, what remains has always been that space between.
It’s just the memory that puzzle held together, no border no edge. The shape between , being eaten inside then regurgitated again back like a whirlpool the soft fur-skin given back to where she came from.
Curves running in circular motion
That which remains was here before I
A shape out of the corner of my eye
A contour between inhabited space
That which once you walked through
Inhabited between like trees or mountains
The spaces where clouds reign ń storms decide
Remains my memory an aboriginal truth,
The myths of dreaming night skies, embers of fire surrounded by a ring of river stones loft and merge with the stars. That which remains Living between the clusters of stars, dream time kept that space between alive, into beings before you were born.
The anima between the clusters of stars,
dreamed living under obsidian sky.
That which remains was here before you were born.
That skin which held your soul was dreamed like the rippling waves given life from the wind, evoking that which remains between.

2 – 2 -2017 –

P. S.H.

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