Now I Remember


clearly... by the bank of the stream

in my vision... you spoke with the old friends

dressed in cloaks... standing three by three

ancient wisdom

brown as the water where the branch lay

jagged oval underneath moving skin

outstretched as a t

falling back into grace

no fear... no laughter

and now i remember

you knew them from the time

when i was in the room of opal walls and shadows

propelled by the sounds on the fabric of illusion



Words by Carlos Tulloss. 1998



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