Remember a time before we were withered,
tethered to the earth
full of questions and quizzical prodding
of the truth from quince
and from the haunches of humanity.
Remember a whisper in the dark
like a child calling out from the depths
of a bad dream or for a drink of water.
Repeat the chant
over and over again
until you remember
what it all means
to be completely awake.
This is where we find God
and each other
in love.
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