Inheritance
by Mary Lambert |
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If I am the beneficiary of this burning rod, and it was bequeathed you from your mother and to her from hers, how long has it glowed? This legacy of fire, this pure, unadulterated fate to carry this hot burden, to do my part in the relay, has been the lead play in my journey of life. And what say you? Did you realize your role and your piece of the relay? When Grandmother escaped to the New World, did some subliminal voice drive her? She made her mark, branded you as carrier and I--I am the runner who takes it the next rung to mystery and transformation. What is the goal? My sources say it is one of a subtle infinitesimal balance which neutralizes our tribe's dross chemistry into geometric fusion. Thus forming our ancient constellation, will we each stand in our part of the circle, knowing each other for the first time? If you know, can you tell me-- perhaps in a dream--perhaps in a poem or through an as yet unknown connection? |
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